| I look up and the camera eye is
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| Searching my room
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| The TV screen is calling me
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| But for what or whom
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| Please mister do be careful
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| I’m so fragile
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| Maybe they’ll let me down
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| To Speedy’s place for a while
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| Oh well that’s too bad
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| Oh well that’s too bad
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| Oh well that’s too bad
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| Oh well that’s too bad
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| I talk a lot, a sign of fear
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| I thought you should know
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| I can see pictures of me well
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| They’re so-so
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| I’ll come on to the leader
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| Like I’m some hero
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| He’ll laugh and raise his dying eyes
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| And just tell me to go
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| 1920 Flashbacks for an hour or more
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| Of crazy actors hiding
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| In the doorways top floor
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| Machines scream in anger
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| From a thousand dead ends
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| I turn my face, I crawl away
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| I look for a friend |