| I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners
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| Which was standard for me
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| Thursday, 12:30, I got a pretty solid routine these days
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| I don’t know, it just works for me
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| Anyway, I was leaving I was getting in my car
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| And I went to adjust the rearview mirror, but in its reflection
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| Just for a second, I saw a figure, started to trigger
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| Memories of what I had learned, stopped me in my tracks
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| Who was that? |
| it was my lover, my lover, from a past life
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| From a past life (feel like I saw a ghost)
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| From a past life (so unexpected)
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| From a past life (I was transfixed)
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| From a past life
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| Well, somewhere between a lover and a friend
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| It was different back then
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| Surreal, poetic so I’d say, like a bizarre chick flick with a confusing end
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| But I shut it down, closed it off
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| The sounds and smells I made myself forget
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| A cheap solution to block out a friend, but it was real
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| It just feels like a past life
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| From a past life (crazy)
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| From a past life (it takes a lot to trip me out)
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| For the first time
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| In a long time
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| So I go about my day as normal
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| But I can’t seem to pass it off as just a random event
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| It consumes me
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| I thought I was moving on but I guess I was just switching off
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| And now I see my life as the banal slog it instantly became
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| And I don’t know if I can go on the same
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| But I don’t wanna dig up old bones
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| I mean, I don’t even know if she has the same phone number
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| Who knows? |
| Maybe she does
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| From a past life
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| (I guess there’s no harm in trying)
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| From a past life
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| (What's the worst that could happen?)
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| For the first time
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| In a long time
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| (I tried to say it but it never came out right)
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| Past life
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| From a past life (you're not a stranger if you’re always on my mind)
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| For the first time (I know it’s late, it just didn’t feel right)
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| In a long time
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| Hello? |