| Calling the world from isolation
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| 'Cause right now, that’s the ball where we be chained
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| And if you’re coming back to find me
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| You’d better have good aim
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| Shoot it true, I need you in the picture
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| That’s why I’m calling you
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| (Calling you) I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
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| Reset myself and get back on track
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| I don’t want this isolation
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| See the state I’m in now?
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| Calling the hunter with the rifle
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| 'Cause right now, that’s the ball where we be chained
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| Shoot it true, I want you in the picture
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| That’s why I’m calling you
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| (Calling you) I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
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| Reset myself and get back on track
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| I don’t want this isolation
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| See the state I’m in now?
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| If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken
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| Do I put it back?
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| Or do I head out onto the lonesome trail
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| And let you down?
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| I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
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| (If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken
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| Do I put it back?)
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| I don’t want this isolation
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| (Or do I head out onto the lonesome trail)
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| See the state I’m in now?
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| (And let you down?)
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| If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken
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| Do I put it back?
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| Or do I head out onto the lonesome trail
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| And let you go? |