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Look up I know it's not that easy when you're feeling down, down, down, down
There's nothing in this world I like less than advice from somebody else's paradise
Hold tight – breathe deeply and hear the sound, sound, sound, sound
Of Rachmaninoff flourishes, panned left, panned right from Olympian heights
If the world falls off its axis I'd never see you again
This fascination, or obsession, is far from Olympian
On the scale of human suffering this is minuscule
Ooh ah ooh ah
Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Seeing nothing feeling something
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
There's nothing in this world I like less than advice from somebody else's paradise
If the world falls off its axis I'd never see you again
Can't get my head around what attracts this, like flies to carrion
If the world falls off its axis I'd never see you again
This fascination or obsession is far from Olympian
On the scale of human suffering this is minuscule
