| Don’t wait up
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| I’ll be walking through the graveyard
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| And I’m hardly alive
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| If I try to survive with just a paper heart
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| And you know you’re not there
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| When the wind in your hair goes right through you
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| And you know that you’re gone
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| When the sound of a song cannot soothe you
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| And it’s a difficult burden to bear
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| When you’re not quite there
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| Call my name
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| Maybe if I hear it I’ll remember
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| 'Cause I’ve forgotten my past
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| I am only a mask, just a pretender
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| And you know you’re not there
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| When the wind in your hair goes right through you
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| And you know that you’re gone
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| When the sound of a song cannot soothe you
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| And it’s a difficult burden to bear
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| When you’re not quite there
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| Oh, we’re nothing but walking spirits
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| Only shadows, we’re only shadows
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| Screaming out but no one will hear us
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| Only shadows, we’re only shadows
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| And you know you’re not there
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| When the wind in your hair goes right through you
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| And you know that you’re gone
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| When the sound of a song cannot soothe you
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| And it’s a difficult burden to bear
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| When you’re not quite there |