Well I lost my taste for the company of airports and cars
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We flew through the year and avoided the dust and the rocks
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We stood in the way of a tank 'til we bored and we stopped
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So never show doubt in your hand 'til you know what they got
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And touch me or don't
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Just let me know where you've been
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Well drop me a line with a hook and some raw bleeding bait (1, 2, 3, 4)
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Well I am uncaught and still swimming alone in the lake (5, 6, 7, 8)
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I'm shimmering under a moon made in anger and haste
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(I was the one who was always repeating it)
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I'm shimmering like a penny out of reach in the subway grate
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(Shimmering like a coin kept safe away
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You never listen to anything)
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Touch me or don't
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Just let me know where you've been
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I'll leave it alone
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I'm sure there's someone who knows where you've been
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