I don't know anything, my life's an open field
I feel like a paper cut dissolving in a stream
The water around me comes flooding in my heart
I don't have anyone to bail me out
You can't see anything when you're staring at the stars
In the grand central station of our past
I couldn't catch the future, so quickly did it come
Substract at least half of me from inside out
The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
I, I
I can't sleep anymore, my life's a marble arch
The sun is a paper train burning in our church
The shadows around me come flooding in my heart
I don't have any way to keep them out
The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
I'll always come through (or a little more, a little more)
Always come through
Always come through
Always come through
Always come through
Always come through
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