| Night-time walker, keep your distance
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| Stay away from us, stay where you are
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| History repeats her story, awakened by the sounds of long before
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| I don’t wanna see you, I don’t wanna believe you’re here
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| But it’s too hard not to when your songs I hear
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| And all the sweet repeats that make her so beautiful
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| Maybe it’s alright and the world’s not quite
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| What you believed is now all upside down
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| Maybe it’s alright and the world’s not quite
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| What you believed is now all upside down
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| Upside down, upside down, upside down, upside down
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| A shattered silence into spinning
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| The panic as you learn, there was nothing here worth living
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| Hidden from this, an end, middle, beginning
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| Imprisoned to watch a play where strangers stare, forgiving
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| I believe that you and I have slowly made it to our final goodbye
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| And when they ask, we’ll stray to omit
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| Only truly knowing that this us was how we want it
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| Maybe it’s alright and the world’s not quite
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| What you believed, it’s now all upside down
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| Go on, here in the sound I drowned, our nerves broke down
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| What you believed is now all upside down
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| She is sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed
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| It’ll be alright, it’ll be alright
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| Here, playing dead
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| She’s sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed
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| It will be alright, we’ll be alright
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| Here, playing dead
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| And ah, ooh
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| And ah
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| She’s sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed
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| It’ll be alright, it’ll be alright
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| Here, playing dead
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| She’s sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed
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| It’ll be alright, we’ll be alright
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| Here, playing dead
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| Maybe it’s my night to turn it upside down and start things over
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| Maybe it’s my night to turn it upside down and start things over |