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The devils in the dull details |
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The devils in the coffin |
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Of the details |
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There will be no finer day |
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To take my breath |
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Survival is all parody |
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Contorted and extorted |
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For amusement |
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Colossal youth on megaphones |
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Please call us home |
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We need to come home quickly |
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Singalong |
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Did this job make us crazy? |
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Or we're we so screwed up |
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We took this job? |
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Play dominoes with knucklebones |
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We feed the beast |
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Till he's too fat to walk |
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There are no devils left in hell |
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There simply are no devils |
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Left, in hell |
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Deliver us from deliverance |
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Deliver us, from all these awkward pauses |
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You are as brave as you believe |
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You are as brave as what you won't repeat |
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You are as lost as you need to be |
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You are as lost as what you won't admit |
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The future is a slow retreat |
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The future is a muscle you don't have |
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Gonna shake tonight |