Just the other day somebody said to me,
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"Hey maybe you're slightly schizophrenic
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And a little out of reach my friend."
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I said, yes that's partly true,
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But jokes aside, I can explain,
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It's just my way of keeping track
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Of living on this planet now,
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Then...
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Have you turned on your TV?
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Have you seen reality?
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Have you found the program, that you've spend your whole life looking for?
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There's a girl in Camden Town,
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Indecision makes her frown.
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Which dress would she wear today and which way should she smile at me?
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[Chorus:]
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How did it come to this?
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How did it ever come to this?
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All this noise and all these lies,
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All this talking through the nights,
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All this expectation
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Now it's making me neurotic,
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Tell me have I seen your face before?
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I forgot to say hello!
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Though I'd made it clear now,
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That I've always been a smiler, tell me
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[Chorus]
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[Bridge:]
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Sometimes it's like I'm a world away
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Sometimes I feel a world away
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Just the other day somebody said to me
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"Hey maybe you are oh so slightly OCD
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A little out of reach, my friend"
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I said, yes that's partly true,
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But jokes aside, please stay with me,
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It's just my way of compartmentalising
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All the things I see
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[Chorus]
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How Did It Come To This
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| Take That |
