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So, here I am again. |
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Both of my eyes so, open wide and gleaming. |
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Blank stares, with races running only an inch behind. |
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Sit back and watch the pavement get closer |
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As it aims for your face. |
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As it aims for your face |
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So step back, let me take over. |
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Can you hear the silhouettes? |
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The slim and dark figures. |
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Rising like giants out of the shadows. |
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They're crawling out. |
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They're crawling out of our skin. |
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Here I am again. |
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We build ourselves, where monsters used to hide. |
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So step back, let me take over {x2} |
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And we're all whores, some of us just get paid |
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Oh, how we celebrate the mediocrity. |
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My feelings crawl the walls. |
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They crawl the walls, and finally fall. |
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They finally fall like empires and old loves. |
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Can you hear the silhouettes? |
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The slim and dark figures. |
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Rising like giants out of the shadows. |
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They're crawling out. |
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They're crawling out of our skin. |
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Let me take over, oh how we celibrate the mediocrity {x4} |