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This is easy this sweet cacophony |
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It's like shooting fish in a cyclone |
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I'm on top of this, over my head again |
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It's like taking candy from a psycho |
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Oh where are my enemies |
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Have they abandoned me |
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Where's my evil twin |
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Once my only friend |
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I'm shooting fish again |
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Still eating that candy and |
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Keeping my name in the game |
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Everyday I make myself pretend |
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That a day's just one in this life never-ending |
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Everyday I pray to my selfish ends |
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My healthy friends my crazy baby |
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Everyday I wake in my milky way |
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In these late days of grace |
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Look out above me |
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I seem to be growing |
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Better raise at the roof beams |
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Soon enough we are stardust |
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And soon we are going home |
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To the place where we dream |
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Till then be here with me |
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You who are dear to me |
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Be my evil twin, you my only friend |
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I'm shooting fish again |
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Raising the roof beams and |
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Keeping my name in the game |
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Everyday I make myself pretend |
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That a day's just one in this life never-ending |
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Everyday I pray to my selfish ends |
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My healthy friends my crazy baby |
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Everyday I wake in my milky way |
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In these late days of grace |
