| I came here alone, I’m here for the silence
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| I let the tape roll in the back of my mind
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| I came here alone 'cause you know I’m licensed
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| I let the tape roll and flicker out of time
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| Somewhere in my private screening
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| I could hear a shadow screaming
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| You look like you’ve seen a ghost
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| You look like you’ve seen a ghost
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| Kicking your mind back to someone you used to know
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| Kicking your mind back to places I can’t go
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| The colors, they go, they’re quiet, but conscious
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| They’re hot and they’re cold, and choosing their sides
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| The colors, they go, they’re kind, but obnoxious
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| They’re hot and they’re cold, and they dance behind my eyes
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| Somewhere in my private screening
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| I could hear a shadow screaming
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| You look like you’ve seen a ghost
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| You look like you’ve seen a ghost
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| Kicking your mind back to someone you used to know
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| Kicking your mind back to places I can’t go
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| Somewhere in my private screening
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| I could hear a shadow screaming
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| Leave me be, I’m only dreaming
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| Until you say again with feeling
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| You look like you’ve seen a ghost
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| You look like you’ve seen a ghost
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| Kicking your mind back to someone you used to know
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| Kicking your mind back to places I can’t go |