| Wake up, everybody’s leaving,
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| I guess it’s time to go
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| Thousands of strangers passing, and passing by
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| Urban junkie spilling selfishness and apathy
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| Losing myself, no big surprise for this everlasting flow
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| It’s weird, I know, tell me, are we all lying sorry
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| For things we never said, time we haven’t spent
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| For love we’ve lost or haven’t found, it’s scary
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| Never fell from hope so high
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| Everybody, everybody’s gone
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| Wake up, everybody’s hiding,
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| I guess it’s all we know
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| We’re millions of actors shining and fading by
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| Modern killers covering shamefulness from sympathy
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| Losing myself I’ve rolled the dice for better tomorrows
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| It’s weird, I know, tell me, are we all lying sorry
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| For things we never said,
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| time we haven’t spent
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| For love we’ve lost or haven’t found, it’s scary
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| Never fell from hope so high
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| Everybody, everybody’s gone
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| If you’re passing by
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| Won’t you stop a second
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| It’s been so long, I blew it all
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| And I miss you
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| Sailing over the deep waves of my oblivion
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| I wonder can we ever rise feeding this kind of blue
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| It’s weird, I know, tell me, are we all lying sorry
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| For things we never said, time we haven’t spent
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| For love we’ve lost or haven’t found, it’s scary
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| Never fell from hope so high
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| Everybody, everybody’s gone
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| Wake up,
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| Wake up,
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| I think it’s time to go |