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Hey Have you lost your sense of place? Hold a brush to your white toothpaste Does the mirror look a little strange? You, satisfied with making do (Don’t think so, yeah) Should we pull the parachute? (Don't think so) I will land on my feet but I probably won’t leave the house for awhile And it feels like forever since you held me like I was a human being And I am a human being Blind in an alleyway Assuring you I’m fine Blind in an alleyway Positive I’m fine Molly mayhem On your doorstep At three am Fight and you run and you run And it’s likely over now Fight and you run and you run And you want it over now Over now Over now This is the nineteenth round And you know it This is not the right crowd And you know it