| Where do we go from here?
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| The words are coming out all weird
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| Where are you now when I need you?
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| Alone on an airplane
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| Falling asleep against the windowpane
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| My blood will thicken
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| I need to wash myself again
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| To hide all the dirt and pain
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| Cause I’d be scared that there’s nothing underneath
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| But who are my real friends?
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| Have they all got the bends?
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| Am I really sinking this low?
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| My baby’s got the bends, oh no
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| We don’t have any real friends
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| No, no, no
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| Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on
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| Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen
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| I wish it was the '60s, I wish I could be happy
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| I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen
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| Where do we go from here?
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| The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear
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| And where are you?
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| They brought in the CIA
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| The tanks and the whole marines
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| To blow me away
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| To blow me sky high
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| My baby’s got the bends
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| We don’t have any real friends
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| Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on
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| Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen
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| I wish it was the '60s, I wish I could be happy
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| I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen
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| I wanna live, breathe
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| I wanna be a part of the human race
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| I wanna live, breathe
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| I wanna be a part of the human race
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| Race, race, race
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| Where do we go from here?
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| The words are coming out all weird
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| Where are you now when I need you? |