You're not even there; I'm losing my mind.
The lights will feel better if you give them some time.
Thinkin it's right; I know I've gone wrong.
People are staring at the notes on the wall.

All the kids are leaning on the radio.
Swivel back and forth until it's right for them.

I'm not even there, but give me some time.
I think it's better if it's out of your mind.
Hoping they're there, and you're not alone.
People are crawling through the crowd of your home.

All the kids are broken, busted, scared as hell.
Finding who they are inside their radios. x2

And you wake up winding round like veterans.
And you cannot speak or make a difference.
With a long walk home to find out you were wrong.
And you can't see, you can't be the places on the side.
You cannot be the places on the side.

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