Can't rely on reality
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Things ain't what they appear to be
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When you visit please don't forget
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The fragile mess of this nervous wreck
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Who of you feels he's been here before? (x4)
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Now I've been here twelve times or more
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Life's becoming a bit of a bore
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If the ceiling speaks please don't complain
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He might just make me go back 'round again
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Who of you feels he's been here before? (x3)
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Who of you feels you've been here before?
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Round and round and round and round and round and round again
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And round and round and round and round around
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The first million years
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They were the worst
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The second million years
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They were the worst as well
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Please don't ask 'cuz I can't explain
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Why I keep coming back again
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Maybe it's 'cuz when I roll the dice
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I never get to throw "afterlife"
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Who of you feels he's been here before?
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Who of you feels you've been here before?
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Who of you feels he's been here before?
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Who of you feels you've been here before?
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Round and round and round and round and round around again
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And round and round and round and round around around
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Round And Round
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