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Look up and what do you see? All of you and all of me |
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Fluorescent and starry, some of them, they surprise |
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The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m, this letter |
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Fields of poppies, little pearls all the boys and all the girls |
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Sweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary |
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I said your name, I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars |
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Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras |
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Dreaming of Maria Callas, whoever she is |
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This fame thing, I don't get it |
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I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it |
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Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves |
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I can take you far, this star thing, I don't get it |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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Will you live to 83? Will you ever welcome me? |
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Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? |
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Smoke it, drink, here comes the flood, anything to thin the blood |
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These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet |
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Phone, eat it, drink, just another chink |
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Cuts and dents, they catch the light |
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Aluminum, the weakest link |
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I don't want to disappoint you, I'm not here to anoint you |
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I would lick your feet, but is that the sickest move? |
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I wear my own crown of sadness and sorrow |
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And who'd have thought tomorrow would be so strange? |
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My loss, and here we go again |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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Look up and what do you see? |
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All of you and all of me, florescent and starry |
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And some of them, they surprise |
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I can't look it in the eyes, seconal |
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Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene |
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Cherry-flavored neck and collar |
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I can smell the sorrow on your breath |
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The sweat, the victory and sorrow, the smell of fear |
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I got it |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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It tastes like fear, pulls us near |
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Over, over, over, over |
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Over, over, over, over |