| Welcome to the tragedy
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| It’s not the way it’s supposed to be, I know
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| And now I’m seeing things
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| Saw something moving under your skin
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| You can talk to animals
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| Doolittle or do nothing at all
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| I’m a melted snowman
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| Tried to crack the codes, they all came back wrong
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| It just took too long
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| You find it comical
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| Not in a way that makes you laugh
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| I’m not a killer
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| You could bring out the killer in me
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| Take a snapshot
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| What’s going on in this world, will only get you down
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| Find the meaning
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| Is this a dream?
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| It’s like a disease
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| That we all catch in our sleep
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| Invisible dream
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| I need electronic eyeballs
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| Just to see past the truth
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| And give me some love
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| Your heart starts beating to the sound of your dreams
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| I need some love
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| And a hot air balloon, so we can make our escape
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| I’m running out of caviar
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| Had to sell the super car, oh no
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| Thanks Mr Andrews
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| For giving me the big red book of my life
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| In this search for freedom
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| There’s always somebody trying to pin you to the wall
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| Today’s a good day
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| Found a letter from Bono, not seen in years
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| So just dry those tears
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| Is this a dream?
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| It’s like a disease
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| That we all catch in our sleep
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| Am I in your dream?
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| We gotta stop waiting for the apples to fall
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| And give me some love
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| I need electronic eyeballs
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| Just to see past the truth
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| And give me some blood
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| Your heart starts beating to the sound of your dreams
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| Gather up all your tear drops
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| Gather up all your tear drops
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| Gather up all your tear drops
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| Pour them on me…
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| Is this a dream?
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| Like a chronic disease
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| That we all catch in our sleep
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| And if god is real
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| We gotta just stop blaming him when things go wrong
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| And show me some love
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| When the whole thing pops
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| You’ll be the sole survivor
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| I need your blood
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| And a hot air balloon, to make my arrival… |