| Once I, I was on the right side
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| Hence why, in the mystic of your mind
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| My my, deep beneath the white eyes
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| I save your lie, and keep me out of sight
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| But I would rather be lonely again
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| I would rather be lonely again than with you
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| Satellites, could become the far signs
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| I try to keep the thing alive
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| Sad times, I tell myself that it’s fine
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| To be a rabid dog, sipping on your mind
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| But I would rather be lonely again
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| I would rather be lonely again than with you
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| I would rather be lonely again
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| I would rather be lonely again than with you
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| (I was holding on)
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| (I was holding on)
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| (I was holding on)
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| (I was holding on)
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| I was holding on
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| Designing underwater
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| With you
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| Once I, I was on the right side
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| And I would rather be lonely again
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| I would rather be lonely again than with you
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| And I would rather be lonely again
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| I would rather be lonely again than with you |