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Your solitude is welcome
Your attitude is welcome

All you see is red lights behind me
Maybe this isn't what you wanted baby
And I don't blame you falling backwards
No one's ever quite confused you this way

And all this time we wasted away
We don't feel good unless we're gray
And all the times I chased you away
I simply don't feel good