Ten thousand plastic eyeballs
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float through space
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Why don't you listen when you
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see my face
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It's a grim prediction, but I
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told you so, and
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Everyone says that there's no explanation
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And nobody wanted to know
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Something's terribly, terribly wrong with me
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Ten Thousand Light Years Away
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Feelings of dread like a deathbed's
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silent gloom
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I found a pile of red tape
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in my room
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There's a lucid feeling of
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insanity, and
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Everyone says that there's no explanation
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And it's simply the norm to agree
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Just several weeks ago
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there was a status quo
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Ten Thousand Light Years Away
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(blue times high crimes all's well like hell)
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Something's terribly, terribly good
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and quite misunderstood
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Ten Thousand Light Years Away
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Ten Thousand Light Years Away
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Ten Thousand Light Years Away
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Lemon Demon |