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Julians Casablancas - Out Of The Blue |
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Somewhere along the way, my hopefulness turned to sadness, |
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Somewhere along the way, my sadness turned to bitterness, |
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Somewhere along the way, my bitterness turned to anger, |
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Somewhere along the way, my anger turned to vengeance. |
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And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it, |
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And the ones who deserved it, they'll never understand it, |
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Yes, I know I'm goin' to hell in a purple basket, |
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At least I'll be in another world while you're pissin' on my casket. |
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How could you be so perfect for me? |
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Why can't you ignore the things I did before? |
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Somewhere along the way, exacting vengeance gave excitement, |
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Somewhere along the way, that excitement turned to pleasure, |
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Somewhere along the way, that pleasure turned to madness, |
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Sooner or later that kind of madness turns into pain. |
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And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it, |
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Those who helped me along the way, I smacked them as I thanked them, |
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Yes, I know I'm goin' to hell in a leather jacket, |
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At least I'll be in another world while you're pissin' on my casket. |
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All that I can do is sing a song of faded glory, |
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All you got to do is sit there, look great, and make them horny. |
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Together we'll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories, |
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About the way we feel today in the night and in the morning. |
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How could you be so perfect for me? |
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Why can't you ignore the things I did before? |
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Take all your fears, pretend they're all true, |
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Take all your plans, pretend they fell through. |
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But that's what it's like, |
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That's what it's like for most people in this world. |
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Rich or the poor. |
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Muslims or Jews. |
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When roles are reversed. |
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Opinions are, too. |
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That's all I'm gonna say now. |
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Before you come knocking on my door now. |
