| It’s always getting clearer
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| It’s coming through to me
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| Can you hear it in your ear
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| When you are fast asleep?
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| They’re always sending letters
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| They wait for you at home
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| It’s hard to drown it out
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| This empty, endless drone
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| And it’s crumbling down
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| And it’s rotting away
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| And you’re wanting to leave
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| But you’ll never escape
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| They call when you are sleeping
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| They shake your hand downtown
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| Seems like everywhere you go
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| They follow you around
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| You hear it when you’re driving
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| You see it on the wall
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| Everytime you read it there
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| You feel nothing at all
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| And was it just a lie?
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| And was this all a dream?
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| Well, we always will wonder
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| But never believe
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| When they come from every angle
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| You can close your eyes
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| Turn your head
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| You don’t have to reply
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| Come look into the water
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| Go stare into the sun
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| Don’t let it haunt the thing
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| That you will soon become
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| And it’s crumbling down
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| And it’s rotting away
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| And you’re wanting to leave
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| But you’ll never escape
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| And was it just a lie?
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| And was this all a dream?
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| Well, we always will wonder
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| But never believed it could be |