After being for so many years
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the life and soul of the party
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it's weird
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I'm invisible
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Whatever I
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have said and done
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doesn't matter in this chatter
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and hum
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I'm invisible
|
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I'm here
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but you can't see me
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I'm invisible
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It's queer
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how gradually
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I've become
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invisible
|
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Look at me
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the absentee
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disappearing finally
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Goodbye
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Is it magic or the truth?
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Strange psychology?
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Or justified
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Can you hear me?
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Can you see me?
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Am I really even here?
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It's too late
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to find an excuse
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The party's over
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and I'm not much use
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tonight
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Am I tragic or a joke
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wrapped in my invisibility cloak?
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Well, quite.
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I'm here
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but you can't see me
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I'm invisible
|
It's queer
|
how gradually
|
I've become
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invisible
|
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It's a journey so they say
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but in this desert I was only a hazy, lazy mirage anyway
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Invisible
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| Pet Shop Boys |
