| Does it even matter where you’ve been
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| If you only walk in circles to return again
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| Autopilot, under a spell, maybe hypnotized
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| Cause it’s hard to tell the difference
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| Between what’s wrong and right
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| I’m stranded at the crossroad once again
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| I’m standing in the intersection
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| Can you hear me?
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| Must have seen this view a hundred times
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| But lately, I don’t feel like myself on the inside
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| Scenery so unfamiliar, used to recognize
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| Yeah, it’s hard to tell the difference
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| Between what’s wrong and right
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| I’m stranded at the crossroad once again
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| I’m standing in the intersection
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| Can you hear me?
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| There’s no one else for miles
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| Beyond the dead end signs
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| Stare at the point of no return
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| Where nothing is in sight
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| There’s no one else for miles
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| Beyond the dead end signs
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| I’m stranded at the crossroad once again
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| I’m standing in the intersection
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| Can you hear me? |