| Can't stop thinking about if and when I'll die
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| For now I see that 'if' and 'when' are truly different cries
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| For 'if' is purely panic
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| And 'when' is solemn sorrow
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| And one invades today
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| While the other spies tomorrow
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| We're surrounded
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| And we're hounded
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| There's no "above", or "under", or "around" it
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| For "above" is blind belief
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| And "under" is sword to sleeve
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| And "around" is scientific miracle
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| Let's pick "above" and see
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| For if and when we go "above"
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| The question still remains
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| Are we still in love
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| And is it possible we feel the same?
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| And that's when going "under"
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| Starts to take my wonder
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| But until that time
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| I'll try to sing this
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| If I keep moving, they won't know
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| What they throw at me's too slow
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| I'm just a ghost
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| Defense mechanism mode
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| He'll always try to stop me
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| That Nicholas Bourbaki
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| He's got no friends close
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| But those who know him most know
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| He goes by Nico
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| He told me I'm a copy
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| When I'd hear him mock me
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| That's almost stopped me
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| Well we're surrounded
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| And we're hounded
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| There's no above or a secret door
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| What are we here for
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| If not to run straight through all our tormentors?
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| But until that time I'll try and sing this...
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| If I keep moving, they won't know
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| What they throw at me's too slow
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| I'm just a ghost
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| Defense mechanism mode
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| Lights they blink to me
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| Transmitting things to me
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| Ones and zeroes
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| Ergo this symphony
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| Anybody listening?
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| Ones and zeroes
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| Count to infinity
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| Ones and zeroes
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| I'm surrounded
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| And I'm hounded
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| There's no "above", or "under", or "around" it
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| For "above" is blind belief
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| And "under" is sword to sleeve
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| And "around" is scientific miracle
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| Let's pick "above" and see
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| For if and when we go "above"
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| The question still remains
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| Are we still in love
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| And is it possible we feel the same?
|
| And that's when going "under"
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| Starts to take my wonder
|
| But until that time
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| I'm just a ghost
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| If I keep moving, they won't know
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| What they throw at me's too slow
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| I'm just a ghost
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| I'll morph to someone else
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| Defense mechanism mode
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| If I keep moving, they won't know
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| Defense mechanism mode
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| Nighttime
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| Nighttime
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| Nighttime
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| Josh Dun
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| I'll morph to someone else |