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I see you in the dark corner of the street
Coming after me, yeah
Headlights on full-beam
Coming down the fast lane
Coming after me, yeah

It follows me around

Nowadays I get panicked
I cease to exist
I have ceased to exist

I feel absolutely nothing
The words are out of ink
The words you know are out of ink

It follows me around

Did you lie to us Tony?
We thought you were different
Now you know we're not so sure

Drooling looney tunes
Moving in a swarm
Moving in a swarm

You follow me around
Follow me around