Reach out
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For I cannot recall
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Blurred nights, hands like ice
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Spinning bathroom walls
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And every soulless face
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Seems to me a drowning fate
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Cut slow they say
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Think of a better way to count your hours
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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And we've been wondering where you are
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In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
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And make a party out of every night
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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And we've been wondering where you are
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In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
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And make a party out of every night
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And don't talk
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For every word turns cold
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Jump back what your best at
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Keep buying what I'm sold
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And every sickened stare
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Draws from me a steaming glare (steaming glare)
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What words you say
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Think of a better way to haunt your hours
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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And we've been wondering where you are
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In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
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And make a party out of every night
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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And we've been wondering where you are
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In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
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And make a party out of every night
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Wake me up
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For a never ending cycle scares me
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Pull me up
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This night I hate but keep repeating
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Wake me up
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For a never ending cycle scares me
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Pull me up
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This night I hate but keep repeating
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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And we've been wondering where you are
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In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
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And make a party out of every night
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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And we've been wondering where you are
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In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
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And make a party out of every night
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Hear the sound of our own hearts breaking
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Keep our thoughts as to what we're drinking
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Fear the sound of our own lungs breathing
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Keep our thoughts as to what we're drinking
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There's a problem with the sky tonight
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Chica Chica
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