| Last night, it came as a picture
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| With a good reason, a warning sign
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| This place is void of all passion
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| If you can imagine, it’s easy if you try
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| Believe me, I failed this effort
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| I wrote a reminder this wasn’t a vision
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| This time, where are you, Houston?
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| Is somebody out there? |
| Will somebody listen?
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I feel alone and tired
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I hope I won’t forget you
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| My head is made up of memories
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| Most of them useless delusions
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| This room is bored of rehearsal
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| And sick of the boundaries, I miss you so much
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I feel alone and tired
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| This time, I don’t want to
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I feel alone and tired
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I hope I won’t forget you
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I feel alone and tired
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| This time, I don’t want to
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I feel alone and tired
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| Should I go back, should I go back, should I?
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| I hope I won’t forget you |