| I am visitor
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| I am a prisoner
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| Pure electricity
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| I’m just a spark in the sky
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| Where do you go when you get high?
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| Not in your body, not in your mind
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| Are you dreaming of another life
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| When you go quiet?
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| But was I made for this?
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| Am I an accident?
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| There’s no one listening
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| Nothing to help me get by
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| Where do you go when you get high?
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| Not in your body, not in your mind
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| Are you dreaming of another life
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| When you go quiet?
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| So crawl into bed and then sink into sleep
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| You give all repulse to gravity
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| A clunch to the gut, a kick to the teeth
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| Of course it’s a curse not a cure
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| 'Cause it’s hard to wake up when you just wanna sleep
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| Bent to the will of gravity
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| I swim through the blood and I a stream
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| Of course it’s a curse not a cure
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| When I’m gone
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| When I’m gone
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| Woah-oh-oh
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| Woah-oh-oh
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| Show me where you are, at least light the way
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| Someday maybe everything won’t fade
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| Just tell me what you want, I promise I can change
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| I’ll get out of my own ways
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| Show me where you are, at least light the way
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| Someday maybe everything won’t fade
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| Just say what you want, I promise I can change
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| I’ll get out of my own ways |