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Nighttime is catching up |
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Like a broken buttercup |
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In my ethical assisted violence |
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Tears are running out of order |
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Why won't you talk to me |
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Yesterday you talked so sweet |
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...very little... |
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And a touch when we said goodbye |
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Talk to me |
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I'm just a sense of isolation |
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Every day |
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Of the week |
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What are you doing in my room |
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Talk to me |
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Maybe we can have a conversation |
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Like we did... |
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... |
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When there was nothing else to see |
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Tell me, are you having fun |
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Even though what's said is done |
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When the camera was rolling backwards |
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And the video director slept |
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(... won't they talk to me)/(Look what they've done to me) |
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I'm looking like a broken Christmas tree |
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... silence |
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With the lights |
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Going out of tune |
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Talk to me |
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I miss the sense of isolation |
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Every day |
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Of every week |
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What are you doing in my room |
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Talk to me |
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Maybe we can have a conversation |
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... |
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... |
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When there was nothing else to see |