| Made you a long distance island in my head
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| I could find the time to go
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| You were quasi-excited, then silent
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| I would like some way to know
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| A plan in our hand and a map of the land
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| Thought we could find our way without it
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| But you doubted
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| Long division
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| Turned you into someone that I had to run from
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| Long division
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| Falling down a drain hole
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| Doesn’t feel, doesn’t feel all that painful
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| Hated the long distance silence in my head
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| I would hide behind the show
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| Future so caustic, inside you’re a siren
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| I would’ve liked some way to know
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| A plan in our hand and a map of the land
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| Thought we could find our way without it
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| And I doubted
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| Long division
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| Turned you into someone that I had to run from
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| Long division
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| Falling down a drain hole
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| Doesn’t feel all that painful
|
| Long division
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| Turned me into someone that I had to run from
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| Long division
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| Just now started seeming dull
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| At first it was so meaningful
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| Long division
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| Long division
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| Long division
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| Turned you into someone that I had to run from
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| Long division
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| Falling down a drain hole
|
| Doesn’t feel all that painful
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| Long division |