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Stuck between the millennial cage and the creeping death of middle age
Give me your ears, give me your eyes, I want to live 1,000 lives
All your thoughts seem deep when you're talking in your sleep
All your thoughts seem deep when you're talking in your sleep
Check on me via telephone, 'cause I'm so habit prone when you're not at home.
Lock me up, lose the key, killing time or is it killing me?
All your thoughts seem deep when you're talking in your sleep
All your thoughts seem deep when you're talking in your sleep
Look out I'm like a loaded gun don't point me at just anyone.
Give me your ears, give me your eyes, let's live 1,000 times.
All your thoughts seem deep when you're talking in your sleep
All your thoughts seem deep when you're talking in your sleep
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