| Go on black hole
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| and tear the sky to pieces
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| Go on black hole
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| Tell me you’ve had enough
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| No sun, no stars
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| No, only emptiness above
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| Sunday, sunshine
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| I can still remember
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| Time goes so slow
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| But never slow enough
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| All those years collapse in the tiniest of shrugs
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| Rinse slick moonshine
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| Black ice, labyrinth
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| Locked door, alleyway
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| Wonder where the feeling went
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| So so serious, so much gravity to trust
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| Dead-end city street
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| Downcast, dirty feet
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| Everybody shuffling
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| Run to run to rush again
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| Tremble of a dead star
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| looking down from above
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| As we jostle and we shove
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| Go on black hole
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| And take the music with you
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| Go on black hole
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| Tell me you’ve had enough
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| I can’t sing these songs that I’ve been dreaming of
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
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| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
|
| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
|
| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
|
| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
|
| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
|
| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love
|
| (Black hole, black hole, la la la)
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| It isn’t love, it isn’t love |