| Excuse me darling!
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| For breathing my own air
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| Excuse me baby, but are you even there?
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| You threw your arms around my shoulders
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| In hopes of pulling us much closer
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| But there’s static in my ear
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| Saying that you’re not real
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| What were you hoping for?
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| When you just close the door
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| You’ve got your fingers around my neck
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| And I struggle to breathe
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| But all the while you’d rather watch me choke
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| Then see me with a naked throat
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| I never thought you were worth waiting for
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| We’ve come so far for this
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| And all things missed left behind to build this
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| This is distance
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| Push and pull, dig into the skull
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| This life doesn’t wait, push and pull
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| With so much electricity flowing through this wrist
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| The sparks fly right off my lips
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| Imploding every existence. |
| For this
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| This is distance. |
| This is distance
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| Wandering aimlessly into the wrist
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| You have to give up for this
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| This is reality
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| There’s always cables on the way
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| To satellite. |
| To satellite
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| Wandering aimlessly into the wrist |