| Get out of town
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| Move on!
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| Get off the ground
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| Come on!
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| All the choices you have made
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| Fire back and put a weight on you
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| Reset the truth
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| Back out!
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| Replace your fuse
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| Bail out!
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| Though it seems you’ve been betrayed
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| You kind of do appreciate it now, don’t you?
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| Lonesome sailor
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| Drifting with the current in a sea of misery
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| Missing spaceman
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| Get your feet back on the ground
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| Release the doubts
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| Drop out!
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| Try to come down
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| Cast out all the noises and mistakes
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| All the voices and indifferent frowns
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| Shattered clowns call out
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| Another round for you
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| Oh on a merry-go-round all day
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| I see you slowly float away
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| But I hold you
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| Lonesome sailor
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| Drifting with the current in a sea of misery
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| Missing spaceman
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| Get your feet back on the ground
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| And as you linger outside space and time
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| I hope you’re looking for your peace of mind
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| And you wander 'round the streets like you always used to
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| But you just can’t find your way back home
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| Lonesome sailor
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| Will you ever hear me, out there all alone at sea?
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| Missing spaceman
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| I hope you’ll come home safe and sound
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| Behind the solid walls you’ve built
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| I bet you get equipped to tear them down
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| I wish I could cut through the thicket in your head
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| And help you find your peace of mind
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| Finding peace in the pitch-black dark
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| With your back up against the wall
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| With your thoughts entangled and dull
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| It’s so hard to see through it all |