| I want to be invisible
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| And lurk around the world for good
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| Sleeping CEOs
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| I’ll creep into your gated hoods
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| Whisper whisper in your dreams
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| And tell you how to right your wrongs
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| And if I come three nights
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| Next morning you’ll be sleeping long
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| Can’t face the flood by ourselves
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| We will join with the weather
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| When the nighttime crashes in
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| Look around beside you, babe
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| We’re your friends
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| When you need some oxygen
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| Jump into the fire with us
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| When eight figures sleep
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| There ain’t nobody left to haunt
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| The kids are smoking in the street
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| Hot and heavy talk of fonts
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| Can’t face the flood by ourselves
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| We will join with the weather
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| When the nighttime crashes in
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| Look around beside you, babe
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| We’re your friends
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| When you need some oxygen
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| Jump into the fire with us
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| When the nighttime crashes in
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| Look around beside you, babe
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| We’re your friends
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| When you’re feeling powerless
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| Jump into the fire with us |