like pale shadows moving slowly
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through high-rise suburban streets
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hit by another auto
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dodging fast passing objects
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get up, run quick if you can
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johnny panic's at your heels
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cataloguing your dreams
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roofs all above the skyscrapers
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zigzagging paging time
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down through and low
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as i lick your lips,
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they turn to stone
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your hands so cold
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i see right through them
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left with nothing but the aftertaste
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pressing in my four digits
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level 7 malfunction
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oxygen's leaking
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open the hatch and dive
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you've been watching too long
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pulling undercurrent
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slide slew through that roof tight
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choose burst through east side
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you've been watching me too long
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lock the door, go below to
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where the cars are no more
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ink spots
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toxic shock
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game over
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Night Of The Pedestrian
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Chicks On Speed |