I watch the coloured animals across the floor
And I'm looking from a distance
And I'm listening to the whispers
And oh it ain't the same,
When you're falling out of feeling
And you're falling in and caught again
My heart is in economy
Due to this autonomy
Rolling in and caught again
Caught again
Due to this autonomy
Rolling in and caught again
Caught again
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