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<I'm gazing at faces staring blankly at me |
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I suppose it's just a sign of the times |
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they tell me tomorrow will never arrive |
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but I've seen it end a million times |
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I lost my direction while dodging the flak |
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oh give me a hint or something |
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now they can erase us at a flick of a switch |
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how long will they wait no |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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yeah |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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Obnoxious actions |
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(?) |
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teachers who refuse to be taught |
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distorted pictures and dizzy dizzy people |
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rush by me at the speed of thought |
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they're sitting at tables and and throwing the scraps |
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for christ's sake leave them something |
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Now they can erase us at the flick of a switch |
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will they hesitate no |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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yeah |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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they're dragging me down |
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(Instrumental) |
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eden |
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there's no eden |
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anyway |
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they're sitting at tables and and throwing the scraps |
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for christ's sake leave them something |
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Now they can erase us at the flick of a switch |
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will they hesitate no |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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yeah |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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there must be something wrong boys |
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they're dragging me down |
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and they're dragging me down |
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and they're dragging me down |
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you either swim or you drown> |