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Nowhere girl, you're living in a dream, |
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Nowhere girl, you stay behind the scenes, |
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Nowhere girl, you never go outside, |
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Nowhere girl, cause you prefer to hide. |
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Every day, every night |
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In that all old familiar light |
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You hung up when I call you at home. |
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And I try to get angry |
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And I try to talk to you |
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But there's something stopping me from getting through. |
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Nowhere girl, what you had you need, |
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Nowhere girl, all functional and neat, |
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Nowhere girl, in self-imposed exile, |
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Nowhere girl, a martyr-like denial. |
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Every day, every night |
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In that all old familiar light |
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You hung up when I call you at home. |
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And I try to get angry |
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And I try to talk to you |
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But there's something stopping me from getting through. |
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Every day, every night |
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In that all old familiar light |
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You hung up when I call you at home. |
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And I try to get angry |
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And I try to talk to you |
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But there's something stopping me from getting through. |
