| Look at me, I’m so disgusting, I will never find another
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| Quite like you, you make me blue with the things you do
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| Look at you, you’re so familiar, we could be so cool together
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| All the time could all be fine, we’re on the line, the line is fine
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| Open up my window, the line is fine
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| Standing on the ledge, well, I don’t look down
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| Looking at the people, well, they all look fine
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| It’s not just life or death
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| Yesterday we talked together but tonight
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| It’s just the weather chilling me
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| What’s the point in silly talking, we could get there quicker walking
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| Down the line could all be fine but we’re on the line, the line is fine
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| Open up my window, the line is fine
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| Standing on the ledge, well, I don’t look down
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| Looking at the people, well, they all look fine
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| It’s not just life or death
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| But staring at the faces standing in a row
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| Thinking of all the places that they have yet to go, they don’t know
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| Open up my window, the line is fine
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| Standing on the ledge, well, I don’t look down
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| Looking at the people, well, they all look fine
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| It’s not just life or death, the line is fine
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| It’s not just life or death, the line is fine
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| The line is fine, the line is fine
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| The line is fine, the line is fine
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| The line, the line, the line is fine, the line is fine
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| Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
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| Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
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| Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine… |