| I gotta reconnect
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| The weather changes course, missed the boat, and left ashore
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| I stick around this tragedy
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| No method to the madness, no plan of action
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| I’m left to my menagerie
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| I rearrange and numb the pain, can’t break these chains when I
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| Refuse to change
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| Staying in my so called lane, operating like
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| An old machine, I’m losing steam, I gotta (reconnect)
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| Uncover my soul, dig deeper, pull me up
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| And shake off my misanthropy
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| Regression’s getting old, come, grab me by the horns
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| And lift me up from my knees
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| Reconnect, reconnect, reconnect, reconnect
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| Reconnect, reconnect, reconnect, reconnect
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| I gotta reconnect, reconnect, reconnect, reconnect
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| I got a short circuit, a bad current, help me feel something
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| I rearrange and numb the pain, can’t break these chains when I
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| Refuse to change
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| Staying in my so called lane, operating like
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| An old machine, I’m losing steam
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| I gotta (reconnect)
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| I, I reconnect
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| I, I
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| I, I reconnect
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| And let go of what’s kept me from you |