| I lost Thursday
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| I had it somewhere
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| Don’t say it’s where I left it
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| I lost Thursday like it was nothing
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| That fact is uncontested
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| I am sleepy
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| I’m not strong but it was like any day
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| Where I left it
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| Take it back
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| Now I suspect foul play
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| Nights flow right into the next
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| I’m reading off this text and thinking very fast
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| This panopticon is full of people sitting still
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| Until this time has passed
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| (It's supernatural how spaced out we can be
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| It’s supernatural how spaced out we can be)
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| I left Thursday inside your knapsack
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| Packed in a zipped-up sleeping bag
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| Half the time you’re feeling fine
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| Cool as an amphibian
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| Half the time you wonder why
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| We’re stuck in this oblivion
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| Today was going to be the year I kept a closer watch
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| Stepped up another notch
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| Now it’s post-historic time
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| My diorama mind is stuck inside this thought
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| (It's supernatural how spaced out we can be)
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| I lost Thursday
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| I had it somewhere
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| (It's supernatural how spaced out we can be)
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| I lost Thursday like it was nothing
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| (Eee-ah)
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| I lost Thursday
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| (Ooooowww)
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| I lost Thursday
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| I am sleepy
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| I’m not strong but it was like any day
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| Where I left it
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| Take it back
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| Now I suspect foul play
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| Nights flow right into the next
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| I’m reading off this text and thinking very fast
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| This panopticon is full of people sitting still
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| Until this time has passed |