| I know, I know
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| Crystalline skies show Saturn’s waning
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| Why am I always waiting here?
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| No command to pull me together
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| Why’s the directive so unclear?
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| Crystalline skies show Saturn’s waning
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| Why am I always waiting here?
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| No command to pull me together
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| Why’s the directive so unclear?
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| Tell me what to align to, baby
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| Something is in my house this year
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| History’s what we make it, baby
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| Maybe this time I’ll stay right here
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| Crystalline skies show Saturn’s waning
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| Why am I always waiting here?
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| No command to pull me together
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| Why’s the directive so unclear?
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| iPhone on mute, in the back room
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| Never come through, I can’t
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| What is this for? |
| Maybe I’m bored
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| Maybe I’ve tied my hands
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| Or maybe I’ve found myself
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| Underneath all the moons
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| Curvature lines, shattered through time
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| Maybe it’s not my plan
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| First I put a light on for you
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| Then I draw a bath myself
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| Sometimes I’m aligned within you
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| Other times, I’m someone else
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| Come on, come on, come on, come on
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| Let me in, let me in, let me in, let me in
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| Crystalline skies show Saturn’s waning
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| Why am I always waiting here?
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| Your body’s on fire
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| Your body’s on fire (You know that)
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| Watching me fly away
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| Watching me fly above you (Let me in, let me in, let me in, let me in)
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| What could you say to me?
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| What could you say? |
| (What could you say to me? What could you say to me?
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| You know)
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| Go through fire, go through the darkness
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| Go through the rain, go through the rough streets (You know that)
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| This is my real life (This is my real life)
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| This is my real life (This is my real life, this is my…)
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| Go through the green lights, go through the real life
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| Go through the stop signs, all of it
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| For you, for me, for you, for me, yeah |