| Spin round the steering wheel the
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| Coffee spills but you can’t feel
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| The dam behind your eyes
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| Turn off the radio, the news is fake
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| But you can’t tell who’s
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| Making up the lies
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| Waking up to find…
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| Waking up to find…
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| You don’t love life
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| Mary-anne you’re late
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| I’ve been waiting for you for three days
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| I’m beginning to be afraid
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| I’ve been looking out the window
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| Your smoked cigarette is your slow suicide
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| And you only speak to pass the time
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| But time’s been passing you
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| The days feel like they’re getting shorter
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| The nights are definitely getting colder
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| I don’t know what you’re going to do
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| Waking up to find…
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| Waking up to find… you don’t love life
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| Mary-anne you’re late
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| I’ve been waiting for you for three days
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| I’m beginning to be afraid
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| I’ve been looking out the window
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| And I don’t know how this happened
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| I remember laughing
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| At the zombies who had no fun
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| Now you’ve turned into one
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| I don’t know if it matters
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| That we’re hanging from the rafters
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| Mary-anne you’re late
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| I’ve been waiting for you for three days
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| I’m beginning to be afraid
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| I’ve been looking out the window
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| I asked you what do you think you’ll find?
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| You said nothing but you didn’t mind
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| It’s all just smoke and mirrors
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| I asked you where do you think you’ll go?ќ
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| You said Nowhere but at least I know
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| I’m having trouble holding back the years. |