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Come on baby lemme give you a name |
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And we'll see if you can find a purpose |
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These faces all look the same |
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And I can guarantee they're worthless |
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Some souls are bought and sold |
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They fold beneath the surface |
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We cannot take their hands |
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They'll hold their gold and curse us |
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The colour escapes, you know |
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You've seen my heart and it's black as coal |
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It's not the one that |
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I wanted to show |
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You were built like a light on a stilt |
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And I can see you wilt in silence |
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People stand around waiting for signs |
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They become blind to your vibrance |
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They don't look, put their faith in a book |
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The end result is violence |
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Mind you, that bliss it sits on shit |
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It sits on mindlessness |
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The colour escapes, you know |
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You've seen my heart and it's black as coal |
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It's not the one that |
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I wanted to show |
