| Coming back to life
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| In a life that’s mine
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| Still wasting my time, yeah
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| Fact; |
| I might never come home tonight
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| I might quit looking sad
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| Even though I’m on my own tonight (I might!)
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| Fact; |
| you’re still sitting on my thoughts tonight
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| I might quit looking back
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| The suburbs racing, your eyes in the night always breaking our pact
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| I turn to every outlet
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| But I haven’t seen myself yet
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| I can’t see in your head anymore
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| So I called you now instead on the floor
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort
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| I’m wide awake, why can’t I dream anymore?
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| I can’t see in your head anymore
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| So I called you now instead on the floor
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort
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| I can’t see you, what am I seeing for?
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| Fact; |
| I don’t remember how to talk to you
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| I won’t put on a mask
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| But when you left well I think I did too
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| I think this is moving on
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| At least that’s what I tell myself
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| Always talking and moving
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| But never with anyone else
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| I turn to every outlet
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| But I haven’t seen myself yet
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| I can’t see in your head anymore
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| So I called you now instead on the floor
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort
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| I’m wide awake, why can’t I dream anymore?
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| I can’t see in your head anymore
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| So I called you now instead on the floor
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort
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| I can’t see you, what am I seeing for?
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| Oh, feel it all
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| Pretending not to feel so small
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| All the pain I’ve made
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| Boston’s blind-besotted ways
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| Make me feel like I should try to call
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| I can’t see in your head anymore
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| So I called you now instead on the floor
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort
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| I’m wide awake, why can’t I dream anymore?
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| I can’t see in your head anymore
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| So I called you now instead on the floor
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort
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| Waiting and waiting what am I waiting for?
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| I can’t see in your head anymore (I see me there)
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| So I called you now instead on the floor (This night & snow)
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort (It's all alright)
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| I’m wide awake, why can’t I dream anymore? |
| (But I’m so alone)
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| I can’t see in your head anymore (I wish I saw)
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| So I called you now instead on the floor (Your figure)
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| Of some Alston house, call it my last resort (Some ghost)
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| Waiting and waiting what am I waiting for? |
| (I swear you are) |