| There’s an enemy
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| Sleeping in the skin I’ve been dreaming in at night
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| A haunted melody
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| Ringing in my ear, filling me with fear that I
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| That I’ve been wasting my time, wasting my time
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| Have I been wasting my time, wasting my time?
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| And there’s a memory
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| Glistening in the wake where the ice gave way beneath me
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| A distant galaxy dangling in the dark
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| Hope that floats above the deep
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| And the only way out is where we fell in, but I can’t swim
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| Cause I’ve been wasting my time, wasting my time
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| I’m not scared of anything
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| Except of wasting my time, wasting my time
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| I’m not scared of anything
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| We keep on doing this again and again
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| The same old things expecting something different, yeah
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| But by now we know it’s never going to change
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| I’m not trying to complain, I’m just saying it’s a waste yeah yeah
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| There’s an enemy
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| Living inside of me
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| And he’s been wasting my time, wasting my time
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| I’m not scared of anything
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| Except of wasting my time, wasting my time
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| I’m not scared of anything
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| We keep on doing this again and again
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| The same old things expecting something different, yeah
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| But by now we know it’s never going to change
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| I’m not trying to complain, I’m just saying it’s a waste yeah yeah |