All the times we float through
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The air we breathe in
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Keep on places we've got to share
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Get to see them
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You didn't turn it on
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But you can't turn it off
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I know you didn't turn it on
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But you can't turn it off
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All the information
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Competing for the memory
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Perfect situation
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Consuming all the energy
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We didn't turn it on
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But we can't turn it off
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I know we didn't turn it on
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Now we can't turn it off
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Can we rediscover what we had?
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Oh, I never felt it dissolving
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And it's nothing like what we used to have
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Oh, we never saw it fading away, being human
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It's time to find out what we really want
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Been running away from the light
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Into the shadows for so long now
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We're becoming invisible
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It's time to figure out what went wrong
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And seal the distance too far across
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We should just start crossing it
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The distance doesn't exist
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It's time to let go of what we lost
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A heavy elixir felt it
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Slip through my fingers
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As I raised my hands to my face
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It's time we made our final stop
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And look for the air that is yet to be touched
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By any other human being
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Being human
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You can't turn it off
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I know you didn't turn it on
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But you can't turn it off
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X-Rays
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Gomez |