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We walk out like lions short on prey and move noisily toward the gate |
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All pride, how wide are my eyes? |
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Are you hungry now? |
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Are you hungry now? |
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We like to watch the fights break out and end in grief from these cheap plastic seats |
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And hold each other a little closer |
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We've got a place for the night |
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What are you worried about? |
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We've got our answerphones |
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Are you hungry now? |
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what are you hungry for? |
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We've got our alibis straight |
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What are you worried about? |
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I think I liked you more when you were worse |
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(Are you hungry now? What are you hungry for?) |
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Blackbird on my back again |
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I caught a shock but my heart's still beating |
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Stop shaking your hips at me |
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You could learn a little less from photography, sure |
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We like to watch the fights break out and end in grief from these cheap plastic seats |
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And hold each other a little closer |
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We've got our friends in the city |
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What are you worried about? |
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We've got our alibis |
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Are you hungry now? |
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What are you hungry for? |
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We've got our answerphones on |
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What are you worried about? |
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I think I liked you more when you were worse |
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And in the point between the rain outside and hanging suspended in the air and the room around you spinning. |
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You'll find the time if you need it. 2,500 miles apart and I never saw it clearer. |
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We prayed for moments like this. Little sparks, little hits from someone else's God. |
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How hanging out of the 15th storey windows never felt so relaxing. |
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Bring out the real fun, turn on the real drums. |
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Doot doot doot doot doot |
