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I've got a cupboard with cans of food |
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filtered water and pictures of you |
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and I'm not coming out until this is all over |
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And I'm looking through the glass |
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Where the light bends at the cracks |
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And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs |
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pretending the echoes belong to someone |
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Someone I used to know |
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And we become |
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silhouettes when our bodies finally go |
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I wanted to walk through the empty streets |
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And something constant under my feet |
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But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors |
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Because the air outside will make our cells |
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divide at an alarming rate until our shells |
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Simply cannot hold all our insides in |
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And that's when we'll explode |
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And it won't be a pretty sight |