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I'll turn your baby into lemonade |
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Suckle lemons and trade, trade, trade |
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Play along in your silver dress |
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We'll save souls and we'll break bread |
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All cows sh*t and angels too |
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Look around it's the bestest view |
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Did you think before you spoke aloud? |
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Your f*cking tongue it will do you proud |
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You seek my cover |
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Where you go I'll follow on |
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You never can get enough |
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We just need to survive |
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If we're ever gonna dream again |
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I feel sad as we penetrate |
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Unbuckle buttons and slave, slave, slave |
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We attack like civil unrest |
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No home equals no dread |
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All cows sh*t and angels too |
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Look around it's the bestest view |
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Did you think before you spoke aloud? |
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Your f*cking tongue it will do you proud |
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You seek my cover |
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Where you go I'll follow on |
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You never can get enough |
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We just need to survive |
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If we're ever gonna dream again |
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Ever gonna dream again |
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We are individuals in our little rituals |
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Hospitals, memorials, smaller than disease |
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Rituals and burials are distant used memories |
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When you leave |
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When you leave I doubt I'll remember you |
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[x4] |
