You can't undo the needle's damage
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You can't unwalk a line once it's been crossed
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This is why we sing such common songs
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We live in a common age
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Filled with the common rage
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Call out, collapsing, the shadows all fall
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Send out receivers to shut it off
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I never feel a thing
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You won't feel a thing
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I never feel a thing
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I feel it getting away from me now
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This is common existence
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This is common existence
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The best laid plans turn into tragedies
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The best of friends make for the worst enemies
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This is why we lead such common lives
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We live in the common days
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Held to all the common ways
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Call out, collapsing, the shadows all fall
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Send out receivers to shut it off
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I never feel a thing
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You won't feel a thing
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I never feel a thing
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This is common existence
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Everywhere you look, another fire is going dark
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Another face is busted apart
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No more existing
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This is common existence
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Like a paper scrap blowing down the street
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It used to have meaning
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Now it's incomplete
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And the important parts get lost in the ink on the page
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This is common existence
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Everyone you know has been trying on the damage
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Blowing out the candles
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Thinking of a common escape from common existence
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Call out, collapsing, the shadows all fall
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Send out receivers to shut it off
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I never feel a thing
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You won't feel a thing
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I never feel a thing
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I feel it getting away from me now
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This is common existence
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This is common existence
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Don't move, don't move, don't move
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Common Existence
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