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When you smile it's like you're waiting for something |
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To spring from the back of your mind, |
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When you speak it's like you're searching for nothing, |
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Nothing comes quicker than nothing you'll find |
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You're the kind of emotionless creature, |
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Bites at heels of the needless seekers |
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Mouth moves along with the meaningless speaker, |
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Swinging your fist, getting weaker and weaker |
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[Chorus:] |
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I hope you make it alright |
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I hope you make it alright |
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Make your mind up, you get right up |
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And march to the mouth of the meaningless line up |
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I hope we make it alright |
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I hope we make it alright |
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You can sell dust and steal the day light, |
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For all that I care just as long as you're sleeping at night. |
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Can't you tell me, what'd you like me to say |
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I will say it for you and get out of your way |
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Certain long 'cause you're starting to scare of |
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Looks like you're carelessly wasting away. |
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Cashing in on what you're believing |
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Trying to get up on the (moral feasting[?]) |
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Mirrors in the morning, I've been calling a beast |
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Making those hands keeps you moving at least. |
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[Chorus] |
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[Chorus] |
