Remote
Lying awake as I stare at the ceiling
I try to imagine what you could be feeling
about me tonight
but I don't even know where you are
I can't help feeling pathetic and lame
as I lose once again at the same stupid game
And I'd say "I'll be back soon"
but that would be going too far
Myself, I'm here
I hope that this is not the end
My mind, I fear
Lost in oblivion again
I can't see through all these games that we're playing
Please try to listen to what I am saying
In back of my mind
I know things are not quite what they seem
Remote control
I hate to be alone
Change the channel
and I will be back home
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