| I can feel it, the wires in my life
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| I can feel it, the moments passing by
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| Dripping through my conversation every number of desire
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| I can feel it, the wires in my life
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| I can feel it, but I can’t turn back time
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| To the moment I opened up my eyes
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| Every stranger that I meet feels closer than I’d like to think
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| I can feel it, all the wires in my life
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| (All the wires in my life)
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| Try and try to re-write my own design
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| But now I’m frozen in time, caught in a satellite
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| Try and try to re-write my own design
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| But now I’m frozen in time, caught in a satellite
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| (Caught in a satellite)
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| My scars have names, cut deep, but all the same
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| Collapse, replace. |
| Go back and start again
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| I found myself in the sun no longer bleeding
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| Connecting so I can feel something with meaning
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| I found myself in the sun no longer bleeding
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| I can feel it, the wires in my life
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| I can feel it, the moments passing by
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| Dripping through my conversation every number of desire
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| I can feel it, the wires in my life
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| Yeah!
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| I can feel it
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| I can feel it
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| Try and try to re-write my own design
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| But now I’m frozen in time, caught in a satellite
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| Try and try to re-write my own design
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| But now I’m frozen in time, caught in a satellite
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| I can feel it
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| I can feel it
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| Try and try to re-write my own design
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| But now I’m frozen in time, caught in a satellite |