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Going 'round on the circle line |
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Trying to find a way out |
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People stare like they've seen a ghost |
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You know it leaves me in doubt |
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What I say and the way I dress |
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It's got nothing to do with the need to impress |
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I got on appetite to hold on tight |
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Thinking loud may hurt, I'm on the alert |
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Titanic reaction an eccentric attraction |
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Titanic reaction it's a kind of distraction |
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Short comings bring me to my knees |
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I don't know but when it gets there, I just freeze |
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Let me out, let me go who wants to know |
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There's a pain but no sympathy |
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For eyes in the dark become flashing lamps |
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Today I met someone with an interest I stamp |
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Proportions distortions with no questions asked |
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Thinking aloud may hurt, I'm on the alert |
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A grin just becomes a crack in my face |
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What dislodged amusement is this, I can taste |
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Confusions, illusions whose side are they on |
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Thinking aloud may hurt, I'm on the alert |
