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Introspection, fabricated |
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Pretend to hate it, pretend to hate it all |
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The attention, it's not a bad thing |
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Pretend to hate it all |
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When you first walked these roads what were you so afraid of? |
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The thought of a different life, it sends you off the deep end |
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When you scream I'm just a normal guy |
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It's painfully apparent your aim is to be deified |
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Your aim is to be deified |
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Get yourself back home |
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So the accolades can let you go |
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We seek relation and you degrade us |
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You don't have to be an asshole to be an artist |
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When we were young we'd watch our idols act above it all |
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Invented introverts all fighting for the sake of not |
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Looking like us, looking like us |
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Don't forget who you need, yeah, we paid your way and more |
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We paid your way |
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Get yourself back home |
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And remember us |
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We seek relation and you degrade us |
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You don't have to be an asshole to be an artist |
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Dare, dare to be |
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What we have been all our lives |
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You may be outside of one box |
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But it doesn't mean there are no more boxes |
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No more boxes |
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When we look up at you |
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When we look up at you |
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No more boxes |
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We seek relation and you degrade us |
