| Hello, my friend
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| It’s nice to see you again
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| Now that we’re on the mend
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| Dear friend
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| You got here right on time
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| Cleaned up with a wise mind
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| So please be kind
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| And protect your eyes
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| From a neon wound, a neon wound
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| That lights across the room, shines on you
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| A neon wound, a neon wound that calls out you
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| Bleeding into the room
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| We’re afraid of the dark
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| But we’re in love with the night
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| And that’s who we are, who we are
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| I’m not afraid of the world
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| With the weight of a pearl
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| There’s nothing we can learn while it burns
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| This neon wound, neon wound
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| That lights across the room, shines on you
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| The neon wound, a neon wound that calls out you
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| Bleeding into the room
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| There are so many wolves, so many traps
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| That try to make this moment crash
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| But then I see you, standing there right on cue
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| Blinded by a neon wound
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| Do you ever think when this shit hit the brink
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| It suddenly made this happen?
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| Do you ever wonder if we fell in with another
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| Then this would never be happening, happening?
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| Hello
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| There are so many rules, so many plans
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| It’s amazing that things ever last
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| With all the wolves and all the traps
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| That try to make this moment crash
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| But then I see you, standing there right on cue
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| Delighted by the neon wound
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh |