| It’s hard enough to know,
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| Where you’re really supposed to go,
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| When you’re looking for a friendly face,
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| Book a ticket to another place.
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| You move your lips to speak,
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| But they look at you like you’re a freak.
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| It’s a struggle just to stay alive,
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| Journals burning in a burning fire.
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| Everyone stares, but nobody ever sees you.
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| You go searching everywhere,
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| But the feeling never leaves you.
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| And you can’t always want what you get,
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| When you’re looking for love,
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| In a cafe on the internet.
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| You want somewhere to hide,
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| Where everyone can find you.
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| You join hands with the world and say,
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| «I just want my space.»
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| Some people say the future’s past,
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| We’re going down in an electro-blast.
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| There are plenty other acts like you,
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| Tube is full of them and they can see right through you.
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| It’s a big bad world out there,
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| Everybody looking for a GIF to share.
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| And you’re crying out to find your friends,
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| Turn around and they are gone again.
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| Everyone stares, but nobody ever sees you.
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| Try to vanish in thin air,
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| But the feeling, it never leaves you.
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| I just want to go where nobody knows my name,
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| And no one notices or cares whether I came.
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| I just want my friends altogether in one place.
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| I just want control over the way they see my face.
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| I just want to friend the entire human race.
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| I just want my space. |