Alone, alone
Alone, alone
It's a smell of gasoline, a palpitation
It's a huge crowd, full of people without names
It's a key placed in the middle of the boxes
A note right next to it asking you "sorry"
It takes you by the hand, digs its nails into your palms
Sleeps on your pillow, turns off your phone
It posts happy moments on your behalf
So you look fine on the surface but you're dying inside (alone)
Inside (alone)

Alone, alone
Alone, alone
Alone, alone

It takes a seat at the table on birthdays
It blows out your candles and downs all the drinks
It even comes at night when you think it's asleep
It's against it that you scream, it's your only hand-to-hand combat

It's the absence
The absence
The absence
It's the absence

(Oh-oh-oh, it's the absence) it flies away thanks to you
(Oh-oh-oh, it's the absence) it flies away thanks to you
(Oh-oh-oh, it's the absence) it flies away
(Oh-oh-oh, it's the absence) thanks to you

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