| Drive off the map into the realm of the stars
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| Didn’t need a war, but now this one is ours
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| Smile along until the coast is clear
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| Like anything that you will learn to fear
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| Let it play in the background, tune out the sound
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| Didn’t need a war but we got one now
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| We’ll ride the chords as they repeat for years
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| We may be on, be on to something here
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| The logic’s from before, now we’re inside the C4
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| Drifting like proper castaways
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| Didn’t need a war but it’s here, I’d say
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| So smile big until it’s thrown us clear
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| We might be on, be on to something here
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| The logic’s from before, now we’re inside the C4
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| And then the surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door
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| Drive off the map and take the long way round
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| Didn’t know the score but we knew we were down
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| It won’t be long until we grind the gears
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| But carry on, we’re on to something here
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| The logic’s from before, now we’re inside the C4
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| And then the surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door
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| Drive off the map 'til the horizon bleeds
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| Didn’t need a war but we got one, see
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| We had it wrong when it was all so clear
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| We might be on, be on to something here
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| Drifting like proper castaways
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| Didn’t need a war but it’s here, I’d say
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| So smile big until it’s thrown us clear
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| We might be on, be on to something here
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| And then the surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door
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| The surprise knock on your door |