I feel decisions in my hand
Electric lights and [bad word] sights
The ones that seem so real
And I feel your pain
I feel your

I’ll see if you give a [bad word] I know your future like the lay of the land
You tell me my past with the palm of your hand
I‘ll wait for you to fly me into space
I hope you don’t pretend to flick the switch and turn on waves of pain

I feel decisions in my hand
Electric lights and [bad word] sights
The ones that seem so real
And I feel your pain
I feel your

I feel electric through my veins
Tv screens and magazines
Tv screens
And I feel your heart pain
And I feel your heart pain
And I feel your heart pain
And I feel your heart pain

And I feel your heart pain
And I feel your heart pain
Oh I feel your

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