| What happened to people?
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| Happened to mingling outside mirrors?
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| And half of it’s lethal
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| And half of it’s made of cross-hatched people
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| It ruins my affection
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| Through pictures and projections
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| Of mirrors and reflections
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| Of neon colored sections
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| I could leave it all for peace and quiet
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| I give and take then give some more, I’m tired
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| I’ll admit I get caught up sometimes
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| But neon mirror swears I’m right
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| I can’t live without you now
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| No, I can’t live without you now
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| Say mirrors spin my head around
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| Cause I can’t live without you now
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| What happened to conversations?
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| And actual confrontation?
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| And so many things we feel we’re missing out on
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| We’re missing out on
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| I could leave it all for peace and quiet
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| I give and take then give some more, I’m tired
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| I’ll admit I get caught up sometimes
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| But neon mirror swears I’m right
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| I can’t live without you now
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| No, I can’t live without you now
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| Say mirrors spin my head around
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| Cause I can’t live without you now
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| I can’t live without you now
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| No, I can’t live without you now
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| Say mirrors spin my head around
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| Cause I can’t live without you now |