| The Truth is unspoken, a promise is broken
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| I’m under surveillance, they know what my name is
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| I need some protection, some love and affection
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| There’s 1000 reasons, but one is the number
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| Welcome to my spaceship
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| It’s beautiful forever
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| She’s right here where you left her
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| And the heart’s lonely hunter
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| Save bottles of water and flour and sugar
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| Turn off the AC and hang up the bed sheets
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| Cover up windows, careful where the light goes
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| Yank out the cable and blow out the candle
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| Welcome to my spaceship
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| You’re beautiful forever
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| She’s right here where you left her
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| And the heart’s lonely hunter
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| Perfectly molded almost unfolded
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| Under the counter well, that is your nature
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| Drip grind or roasted, buttered or toasted
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| The greater the db’s the higher the AC
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| Psycho acoustics
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| Down in the black seats
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| Stereo nation
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| Amplification
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| The brave and the righteous
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| They’re safe in their houses
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| Now one is just a number
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| The heart’s a lonely hunter
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| One is the number
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| Heart is a hunter
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| One is a number
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| Heart is a hunter
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| Welcome to my spaceship
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| You’re beautiful forever
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| She’s right here where you left her
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| And the heart’s lonely hunter
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| Welcome to my spaceship
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| You’re beautiful forever
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| She’s right here where you left her
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| And the heart’s lonely hunter |