I'm losing days
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Living life in cinematic haze
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Moving through it frame by frame
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And I'm trying not to notice
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That I'm never in the moment
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I'll let it pass
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A numbing sense
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Disguised by sleight of hand
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Better thoughts are built on air
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And they'll crumble if I hold them
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And it won't last in the moment
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Wait, am I about to lose myself again
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In between these walls so torn and thin
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Everything is seen for what it is
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Why don't I feel like all the others
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Why don't I feel like all the others
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Just like the broken I have suffered
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So why don't I feel like all the others
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I don't recall
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What it's like to walk down vacant halls
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What if I could turn it off
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If I wake up from this coma
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Will I wake up in the moment
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I wrestle fate
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Knowing life will win this great debate
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Chance will have the final say
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And I wonder for a moment
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Will I break down
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When it's over
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Wait, am I about to lose myself again
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In between these walls so torn and thin
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Everything is seen for what it is
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Why don't I feel like all the others
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Why don't I feel like all the others
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Just like the broken I have suffered
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So why don't I feel like all the others
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All the others
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All the others
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All the others
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All the others
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The Others
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| Birds Of Tokyo |
