All the people walking by seem to need an answer
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Something's missing, don't know why
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How the hell did we get here?
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But when I look around, I understand
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And everything comes clear to me
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It's plain to see but what's behind that blinding light?
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All the truths & all the lies pushing down upon us
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A million choices every day
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What are we supposed to do, tell me everything will be alright
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And I'll be sleeping sound tonight
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There're so many phantoms left, doomed for evermore
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Here we are just counting sheep, eyes transfixed on monitors
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We are dreamers deeply rapt in shifting sands of irreality
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It's plain to see, rising and falling with the tides!
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All the truths & all the lies
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Phantoms
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Alphaville |