| With all the points of glowing light
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| And all the panes of mirrored glass
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| I don’t have to look at you
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| I can stare at your reflection instead
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| With all the points of glowing light
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| And all the panes of mirrored glass
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| I don’t have to look at you
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| I can stare at your reflection instead
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| Instead cause you don’t know me at all
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| But I’m sitting across from you
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| Doppler out with underground effects
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| You don’t know me
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| But I’d like to build us a home in the trees
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| You don’t know me
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| But I’d like to build us a home in the trees |