| Hey look, you didn’t even know this
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| Couldn’t even tell
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| Just when it started… happening
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| Maybe just as well
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| After all, everything is getting unfamiliar now
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| Trajectory in decline
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| And we’ve become obselete
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| A frame at a time
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| I’m locked inside here
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| Have to stay
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| With people who aren’t here
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| All the way
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| Pictures and faces
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| On display
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| With people who aren’t here
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| All the way (all the way)…
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| It is coming, and you didn’t even notice, yeah you didn’t even notice…
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| (you were missing)…
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| Dear world, I can hardly recognize you anymore
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| And yet I remain certain
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| There is an answer in you
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| I feel like I have lived so long sometimes
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| Run out of things to try to do
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| I can’t concentrate my way out
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| What about…
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| I have been entirely patient
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| No, no, not this time
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| I am leaving because I can’t recognize who I have been
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| You go on spoiling
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| Hey look, it’s happening
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| Without me you didn’t even notice
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| Of course it’s been happening all along, permanent intervals
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| As you become obsolete, who are you?
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| Oh this place…
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| I can’t concentrate
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| I begin to go through another of that we have been
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| But I know I can’t trust myself with this again
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| I’m locked inside here
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| Have to stay
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| With people who aren’t here
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| All the way
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| Pictures and faces
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| On display
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| With people who aren’t here
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| All the way (all the way)
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| All the way (all the way)
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| All the way (all the way)
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| Yes, everyone seems to be asleep |