| I, I caught it in a gallery
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| A painting that was called The Scream
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| On a day off in Norway
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| I, I stood before it aimlessly
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| That figure seemed so close to me
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| He’s with me everyday
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| What’s the matter with me?
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| What’s the matter with me?
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| What’s the matter with me?
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| Is it internal, or externally?
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| Sometimes I want to scream like that
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| Sometimes I want to hear that sound
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| Sometimes I want to hold my face
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| And feel the world turning upside down and all around
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| The colours swirl endlessly
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| And everywhere the colours bleed
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| Is everything I’ve never known
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| Screaming back at me
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| Real fake Is anybody listening?
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| Fake real
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| Is it horrific? |
| Is anybody listening?
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| Or is it ecstasy? |
| Or is it just a dream?
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| In sound
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| I couldn’t run away
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| All around in surround
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| It was coming from me anyway
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| Sometimes I want to scream like that
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| Sometimes I want to hear that sound
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| Sometimes I want to hold my face
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| And feel the world turning upside down and all around
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| The colours swirl endlessly
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| And everywhere the colours bleed
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| Is everything I’ve never known
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| Screaming back at me
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| In the wild wild free
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| The wild wild free
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| It’s you and me
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| In the wild wild free
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| Can only have been
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| Can only have been
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| Can only have been
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| Painted by a madman, madman
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| Can only have been
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| Can only have been
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| Can only have been
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| Painted by a madman, madman
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| Can only have been
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| Can only have been
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| Can only have been
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| Painted by a madman, madman |