I've been swimming through a sea of faces
Of second hands, of second places
I've been swimming through a sea of faces
Of second hands, of second places
Find a time and place that I can see you,
But the screen is too black, I can't see through
Find a time and place to see you,
But the screen is too black, I can't see through
I try my best not to say that I'm sorry
I'll walk away just to taste a little glory
I revert to the same old story,
But the clock still ticks and I'm worried

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