| I say you will, you say you won’t, you don’t
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| Yes we could talk until it’s dark, so what?
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| It’s different now, walking with a crowd is everything
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| A better way, pleasure from the clay you’re holding
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| Nothing to show I can’t even get close
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| There’s no empty spaces
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| Want you to know the game is changing now
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| Get ahead by twenty paces
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| Nothing to show I can’t even get close
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| There’s no empty spaces
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| Want you you to know the race is over now
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| Think of laughter coming after
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| An idle word insistent beat of thought
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| A bitter pill I’ve had my fill of talk
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| I cannot stop treasuring your way of thinking
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| Into the blue, light is coming through you’re holding me
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| Nothing to show I can’t even get close
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| There’s no empty spaces
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| Want you to know the game is changing now
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| Get ahead by twenty paces
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| Nothing to show I can’t even get close
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| There’s no empty spaces
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| Want you you to know the race is over now
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| Think of laughter coming after
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| You’re the one who’s left behind
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| You lift your head and look around
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| No soul in sight you’ve gone too far
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| You shout their names into the dark
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| A house, a gathering of your closest friends
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| A loop, a video of your life’s regrets
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| A dream, a fantasy of a sleepy town
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| Ten years, a reckoning coming faster now |