| Hello, my friend
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| We meet again
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| We got what we wanted
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| But it’s not what we need
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| Real life is stranger
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| Than the fictions we read
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| So we say we’re better off alone
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| Better off alone, better off alone
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| I got a message saying
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| «Don't bother to call us back
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| You’re all alone
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| You may never come back home
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| Who could accomplish that?
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| We know it won’t be pretty
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| Well, high times in a photograph
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| Alive inside
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| You can find a way back home
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| Leave it alone at that
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| You know it won’t
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| You know it won’t be pretty…
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| Pretty…»
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| Hello, my friend
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| We make pretend
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| When we say we’re better off alone
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| Better off alone, better off alone
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| Another message plays
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| «Don't bother to call us back
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| You’re all alone
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| You can never go back home
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| Who could accomplish that?
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| We know it won’t be pretty
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| Well, high times in a photograph
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| Alive inside
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| You can find a way back home
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| Leave it alone at that
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| We know…
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| We know it won’t be pretty…
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| Pretty…»
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| Say we’re better off alone
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| Better off alone, better off alone
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| «Hey, don’t bother to call us back
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| You’re all alone
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| You may never go back home
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| Who could accomplish that?
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| We know it won’t be pretty, hey
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| High times in a photograph
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| Your eyes are blind
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| But you see me with your soul
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| Leave it alone at that
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| You know it won’t…
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| You know it won’t
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| Don’t bother to call us back
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| You’re all alone
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| You may never go back home
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| Who could accomplish that?
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| We know it won’t be pretty, hey
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| High times in a photograph
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| Your life’s inside
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| You can find a way back home
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| Can you imagine that?
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| You know it won’t…
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| You know it won’t be pretty…
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| Pretty…» |