| Same channel on a different day
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| Only going through the same mistakes again
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| Now I’m feelin' like a skipping disc
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| It is something that I don’t know what it’s
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| I hope sooner I’ll have reached the end
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| One blink and a look to start again
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| It’s like stepping on a spining wheel
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| I keep turning 'till I don’t know what to feel
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| I’m feelin' like skipping disc
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| I feel something but I don’t know what it is
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| It’s like I’m moving but I get nowhere
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| I keep on turning and I am right back here again
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| It’s like I’m moving but I get nowhere
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| It’s just an echo out in the air, oooooh ooooh oh
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| Same city in a different place
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| It’s like a second that cannot seem to break
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| It’s like stepping on a spinning wheel
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| I keep turning 'till I don’t know what to feel
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| I’m feelin' like a skipping disc
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| I feel something but I don’t know what it is
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| It’s like I’m moving but I get nowhere
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| I keep pretending that I am right back here again
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| It’s like I’m moving but I get nowhere
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| I keep pretending that I am right back here again
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| It’s like I’m moving but I get nowhere
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| It’s just an echo out in the air, oooooh ooooh oh
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| The serpent meets its tail
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| And I only hear myself repeating
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| And my heart says something else
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| I can only hear myself repeating, oooooh ooooh oh |