| I’m looking for something that I didn’t notice was gone,
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| Weeks maybe, months just went by without anything wrong.
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| Now I’m aware I can’t stop the repeating alone
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| Here in thise place I get peace I get war, I get on.
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| Standing at the station
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| Falling out of line
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| Missing my connection
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| Asking for the time
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| And at the beginning
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| Back onto the street
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| Always chasing something
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| Even in our sleep
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| Waiting for something to finally notice was gone
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| I head to the place where I go when I know I went wrong
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| Moments repeat colours change to the beat of a song
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| Counting the days I get by, and the days I get on.
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| And at the beginning
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| Back onto the street
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| Always chasing something
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| Even in our sleep
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| (Guitar solo)
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| We got the time
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| Heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere, heading for nowhere
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| Standing at the station
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| Looking at the map
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| Starting for a moment
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| Just before the crash |