| Poor paper pilot try to get ahead of time
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| pin you down, speed it up just obey the signs
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| in the middle of the night
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| do the cryptic voices ever sleep?
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| had a mind of your own, gave it all away
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| keeping pace with the pain, never learned to play
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| in the middle of your isolation
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| do you shoot sorrow in your veins?
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| Alexander, always worried
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| why are you in such a hurry?
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| Up against the wall with a honey-tounged fate
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| bleed you dry, burn you out, make you feel the weight
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| in the middle od a secret garden
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| soemthing inside is breaking down
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| Alexander, always worried
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| why are you in such a hurry?
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| Take a look at yourself Alexander
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| living like a no-man's-lander
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| better take what they hand ya nobody’s ever gonna try to understand you
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| Alexander
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| Slow down Alexander
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| Slow down Alexander
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| Slow down Alexander
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| slow down, slow down |