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Yes I broke the telescope twice |
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Honey, your et cetera blows me and my confetti over a splendid range |
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I evolved a century as I read that diary |
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The car left the road |
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And all I could see was present day without the tattoos or tyres |
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A girl is on the cover again |
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Turn the channel over I require every lung |
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Measure up a plaster cast cos I feel mortal |
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Let's make a man |
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And let's give him triggers |
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Oh you rust the gears with your blood |
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(Slow release your medicine ball on me less of the priest you wanna be wanna be) |
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Throw your body onto the cogs |
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(Girls Aloud you're sapping my energy speaking in tongues in enemy territory) |
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Wreck a piston they can't ignore |
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(Microsoft you wanna be my lover terrors and tears I found me in the gutter) |
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Cos this is a rehearsal no more |
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(Teeth and nails your little anatomy war on the Tyne, you're playing a lottery |
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Bodies replete with everything everything |
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All of the prisoners clamouring clamouring |
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I decide there's nothing in my body |
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How can I be sure there's nothing in my body?) |
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I demand a shuffling of cards |
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Doctor (IN!) |
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And animal (OUT!) |
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Terrify us with your tales of a tragic loss |
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Half an hour later they'll be on my eyeballs |
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Telling the time |
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And fashioning stretchers asking me |
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Who left all the pyramids on? |
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First the Romans then all the birds |
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Lipstick on your feathers oh I'm a dinosaur |
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Even now I hear them from the engines run like |
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Luddites and lambs |
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Like luddites and lambs |
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Oh you rust the gears with your blood |
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(Slow release your medicine ball on me less of the priest you wanna be wanna be) |
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Throw your body onto the cogs |
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(Girls Aloud you're sapping my energy speaking in tongues in enemy territory) |
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Wreck a piston they can't ignore |
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(Microsoft you wanna be my lover terrors and tears I found me in the gutter) |
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Cos this is a rehearsal no more |
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(Teeth and nails your little anatomy war on the Tyne, you're playing a lottery |
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Bodies replete with everything everything |
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All of the prisoners clamouring clamouring |
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I decide there's nothing in my body |
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How can I be sure there's nothing in my body?) |
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Stone and the soil you're killing me killing me |
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Steam and the oil you're telling me telling me |
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Lovers i know you're out of your element |
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Joking aside I've never been anything |
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Faking my death, you're telling me telling me |
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Measure my breath you're selling me selling me |
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Heal the hull I want it to be over |
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Flashing a bulb you're gonna hurt somebody |
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Oh you want her for your euphoria |
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Bullets and effigies narrower narrower |
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Money in mouths you're selling me selling me |
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Heavenly hounds you're telling me telling me |
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Bodies replete with everything everything |
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Bodies repeat with everything everything |
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I decide there's nothing in my body |
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I decide there's nothing in my body |
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I decide there's nothing in my body |
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How can I be sure there's nothing in my body? |
