| Hey, you there with the cards
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| It’s a stab in the dark but can you hear this?
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| I keep searching for a sign, to keep this fantasy alive
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| So let me chance upon some cosmic call
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| I’ve got countless crafts to make me feel like I’m alive
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| Trade you what you want in return for the prize
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| Lights are dimming, the feeling’s beginning to leave
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| Tell me what lies ahead cause I’m losing belief
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| We’ve come too far to give up now
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| We’ve come too far to give up
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| We’re in too deep to give up now
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| We’re in too deep to give up
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| I’m displayed before the shrine with so many sheep in line
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| And I’m counting them in my sleep
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| I inch toward the front, trying not to get put off
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| Cause this sorry scene ain’t my scene
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| I keep calling out to make me feel like you are there
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| It’s so clear to me now all I see is myself
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| Lights are dimming, the feeling’s beginning to leave
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| Tell me what lies ahead cause I’m losing belief
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| We’ve come too far to give up now
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| We’ve come too far to give up
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| We’re in too deep to give up now
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| We’re in too deep to give up
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| I don’t need none of the validation
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| I’m the one with the muscle, I’m good
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| And I am all that I need
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| Take me or leave me, I’m good
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| I must be more than I give credit for
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| I’m the one with the muscle, I’m good
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| And I am all that I need
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| Take me or leave me, I’m good
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| I don’t need none of the validation
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| I’m the one with the muscle, I’m good |