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Why do we need this |
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Who was it that said that great things come to great men |
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Well that ****er lied to us |
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There's nothing here but a wasteland |
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But I can still see (still see!) |
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The graves (the graves!) |
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Of the dead (the dead!) |
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But it's useless |
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Most of us would rather sit (than to see!) |
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Than to see this wound (that we!) |
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That we have created |
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Let's not last the night |
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Let's not last the night |
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I'm sick and I'm tired |
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Of always being the good guy |
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I'm sick and I'm tired |
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Of always being the good guy |
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Senseless and I'm not sure why |
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I'm not going to pretend |
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That I know all the answers |
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Or all of the questions |
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It's got to be good for something |
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So we'll chalk this up (and we'll) |
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And we'll mount (the dead!) |
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The dead |
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On the fireplace (above!) |
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Right above (right above!) |
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Right above (right above!) |
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Our gilded heads |
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Above our gilded heads |
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I'm sick and I'm tired |
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Of always being the good guy |
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I'm sick and I'm tired |
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Of always being the good guy |
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Like sitting in the back seat (it's all the rage) |
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And boring me with your body (it's all the rage) |
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How many times can I say I'm sorry (it's all the rage) |
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And really mean it (really mean it...) |
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And really mean it (and really mean it...) |
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Like sitting in the back seat (it's all the rage) |
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And boring me with your body (it's all the rage) |
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How many times can I say I'm sorry (it's all the rage) |
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And really mean it (really mean it...) |
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And really mean it (and really mean it...) |
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And really mean it... |
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Why do we need this |
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Who was it that said great things come to great men |
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Well that ****er lied to us |
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There's nothing here but a wasteland |
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There's nothing here |
