| I could paint you into my walls
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| I’d rather chase you through the hotel halls
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| Give me give me your voice
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| Give me give me silence and black noise
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| I come close and scatter like ashes
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| Move like molasses through the traincar passages
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| Give me give me your voice
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| Give me give me silence and black noise
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| Black noise black noise
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| I turn my radio on to your
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| Black noise black noise
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| Your voice your voice
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| I turn my radio on to your
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| Black noise black noise
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| I sense you hanging with the chandelier
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| I’ve seen your shadow where no light comes near
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| Give me give me your voice
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| Give me give me silence and black noise
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| I know they’re pulling you in every direction
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| How can I catch you when you run from your reflection
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| Give me give me your voice
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| Give me give me silence and black noise
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| Black noise black noise
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| I turn my radio on to your
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| Black noise black noise
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| Your voice your voice
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| I turn my radio on to your
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| Black noise black noise
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| I never hear you on the radio I know
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| But I still feel you on my radio I’m sure
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| Just give me your voice in black noise
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| Just give me your voice in black noise |