| This time in between the day and the night
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| The light kills my sense of life
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| So scared, I’ll turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
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| It’s dull, this dusk, this desk, this dust
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| My eyes adjust, I’ll blow out the flame
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| Can you and me remain
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| Changes, I’ve never been good with change
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| I hate it when it all stays the same
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| Caught between the gold and the gain
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| Changes, I’ve never been good with change
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| I hate it when it all stays the same
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| Caught between the cold and the wave
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| My heart beats up again
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| Once said, words make a world of their own
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| I misread, I can’t get you back on the phone
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| So tired, I’ll turn it off, turn it off, turn it off
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| How’s that last week we were whole
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| You’re far away and I hardly know
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| Can you and me delay
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| Changes, I’ve never been good with change
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| I hate it when it all stays the same
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| Caught between the gold and the gain
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| Changes, I’ve never been good with change
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| Troubled when it all stays the same
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| I’m caught between this cold and the wave
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| My heart beats up again
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| Are you my trouble
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| Are you my trouble
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| Are you my trouble
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| Trouble
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| Are you my trouble
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| Are you my trouble
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| Are you my trouble |