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Is it so consistent that it seems too routine |
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I just can't seem to draw the line between |
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What's wrong and what is right |
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Underneath my nose by the time |
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I get mine I'll be long gone |
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Past the restraints and comfort of circumstance |
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Past mistaking insecurities for arrogance |
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I just can't seem to draw the line between |
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What's wrong and what is right |
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Underneath my nose by the time |
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I get mine I'll be long gone |
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I will burn now to the ground |
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Just to rebuild back to right |
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And let the left be damned if they cannot keep up with us |
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Tonight you've have the fuel and I can be the match |
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The streets are full the crowds will stare |
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And the world will know |
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That the time has come That the time has come |
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To set yourself on fire |