| Listen to the radio
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| Where did everybody go?
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| There’s silence all around you know
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| I say it again come on in Voices in the static fade
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| Riding out the echo waves
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| moving in and out of things
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| I say it again come on back
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| It’s on my hands
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| I can’t wash it away
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| It’s on my hands
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| I can’t wash it away
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| Listen to the radio
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| The signal noise ratio
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| But frequencies have all gone cold
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| Leaving me here transmission
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| No one’s gonna say my name
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| No one’s gonna share the blame
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| Nothing’s gonna grow again
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| For the rest of my life in my new world
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| It’s on my hands
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| I can’t wash it away
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| It’s on my hands
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| I can’t wash it away
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| It’s on my hands
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| It’s on my hands
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| Listen to the radio
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| Where did everybody go?
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| There’s silence all around you know
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| I say it again come on in |