| Echolalia, can you tell me something new
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| Something you haven’t heard before
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| Well, she’s been going on for days, years
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| It’s the same old fear a thousand times
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| Echolalia, I’ve become quite bored
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| My intention is lost on you
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| Well, she’s been singing for days, years
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| A million ??? |
| for the broken
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| Everything’s been said before
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| Everything’s been said before
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| Everything’s been said before
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| (An echo, you echo, we echo)
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| Before
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| (An echo, you echo, we echo)
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| Echolalia, are you ??? |
| for something new
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| But how could you understand
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| He’ll just mimic us for days, years
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| The same old game goes back and forth
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| Echolalia, maybe we feel safe with you
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| We need something from ???
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| She will ??? |
| through our days, years
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| Putting meaning in the meaningless
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| Everything’s been said before
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| Everything’s been said before
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| Everything’s been said before
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| (An echo, you echo, we echo)
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| Before
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| (An echo, you echo, we echo)
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| Before
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| (An echo, you echo, we echo)
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| Before
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| (An echo, you echo, we echo)
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| Before
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| (An echo, we echo) |