| And they don’t care about love
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| 'Cause they’re hollow in the heart
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| And they don’t care about us
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| And we know we’re below but we don’t know what we haven’t got
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| We belong at the frontier
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| Where we open the world and become what is between us
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| We belong at the frontier
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| Where we open the world and become what’s at the heart of us
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| And they’re not livin' in love
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| Though they hold control, we don’t know what we haven’t got
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| And no one’s helping us up
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| They don’t know what goes on below the shallow part
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| We belong at the frontier
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| Where we open the world and become what is between us
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| We belong at the frontier
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| Where we open the world and become what’s at the heart of us
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone
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| You and me: alone, alone, alone |