Everything has its price.
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We measure hours in minutes.
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Our streets and houses
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Entangled in a web of honeycombs.
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Everyone is trying to cheat
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Unnatural silence.
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It's very hard not to drown
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In hopelessness of expectation!
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Chorus:
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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This city is in a vice
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Skirmish with harsh words.
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From suddenly surging longing
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We are saved by sms.
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Between souls the connection is thin
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And invisible, thinner than a hair.
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I'm waiting for your call
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I missed the voice so much!
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Chorus:
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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Losing.
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Chorus:
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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Hello Hello! |
Well how are you?
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And I've been waiting for your call!
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Ah, but she lived, as in a void,
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They all called the wrong ones, the wrong ones!
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Not those, not those... |