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Excuse me, am I nauseous? Immortality reaps no rewards Driven to distraction, waiting for the day that you have flaws Sober and so suddenly You weren't in the way Built this city in a day to prove you wrong Don't you answer me back 'cos I can see that I'm in the way you're choosing to fall An audience in rapture Waiting on the scene where you dissolve Staring at a sequence, focussing on dreams they can't recall Sobering so suddenly You walked in the way Building cities in a day to prove me wrong Don't you answer me back 'cos I can see that I'm in the way you're choosing to fall