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Look up, what do you see? |
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all of you and all of me |
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florescent and starry |
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some of them, they surprise |
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the bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m. |
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this letter |
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fields of poppies, little pearls |
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all the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed |
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each and every one a little scary |
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I said your name |
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I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars |
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hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras |
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dreaming of Maria Callas |
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whoever she is |
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this fame thing, I don't get it |
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I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it |
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Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves |
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I can take you far |
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this star thing, I don't get it |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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aluminum, tastes like fear |
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adrenaline, it pulls us near |
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I'll take you over |
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it tastes like fear, there |
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I'll take you over |
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will you live to 83? |
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will you ever welcome me? |
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will you show me something that nobody else has seen? |
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smoke it, drink |
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here comes the flood |
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anything to thin the blood |
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these corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet |
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phone, eat it, drink |
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just another chink |
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cuts and dents, they catch the light |
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aluminum, the weakest link |
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I don't want to disappoint you |
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I'm not here to anoint you |
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I would lick your feet |
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but is that the sickest move? |
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I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow |
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and who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange? |
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my loss, and here we go again |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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aluminum, tastes like fear |
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adrenaline, it pulls us near |
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I'll take you over |
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it tastes like fear, there |
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I'll take you over |
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look up, what do you see? |
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all of you and all of me |
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florescent and starry |
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some of them, they surprise |
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I can't look it in the eyes |
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seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene |
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cherry-flavored neck and collar |
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I can smell the sorrow on your breath |
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the sweat, the victory and sorrow |
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the smell of fear, I got it |
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I'll take you over, there |
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I'll take you over, there |
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aluminum, tastes like fear |
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adrenaline, it pulls us near |
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I'll take you over |
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it tastes like fear, there |
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I'll take you over |
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pulls us near |
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tastes like fear... |
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nearer, nearer |
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over, over, over, over |
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yeah, look over |
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I'll take you there, oh, yeah |
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I'll take you there |
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oh, over |
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I'll take you there |
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over, let me |
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I'll take you there... |
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there, there, baby, yeah |
