| Look, look into my eyes
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| Outside, sudden footsteps
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| Take control, control of your movement
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| Wait, I’m still hoping, hoping
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| I’m still hoping
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| Like a second head
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| Is it the first one you started out with
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| Seen, seen from the stars
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| I know the banister’s leaking
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| That I can breathe freely, that I can breathe freely
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| I wait, oh I wait for a sign, hoping and praying
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| Hoping it’s mine
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| Like a second head
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| Is it the first one you started out with
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| Oh you can see much more, but can you learn
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| Don’t throw anything
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| I’m scratching my back while you’re scratching the surface
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| Beware, beware of false promises
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| You must be wary of people, the knives in their backs
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| Like a second head
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| Is it the first one you started out with
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| Waiters and callers
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| Trapped by the door, looking for something
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| That I didn’t come for
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| Decisions, decisions, it’s only a sign
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| But what and who is this, well next time
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| Like a second head
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| Is it the first one you started out with |