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They forgot and they stopped trying* |
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They never saw the beauty* in ugliness |
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In this climate, |
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I feel like |
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I'm dying |
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Suffocating a slow and painful death |
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The hateful status, the ladders you're climbing |
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Are taking you to new heights of ignorance |
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Let's think about it, it's really kinda funny |
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I couldn't get it on your fucking list |
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I never fit in anywhere |
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And now I don't think |
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I fit here |
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With no hope, nothing to believe in |
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The kind of place we all dream about |
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Without borders, without boundries |
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Creative outlet, |
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I can't live without |
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Uniforms, cop like styles |
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We see you coming marching single file |
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Bow to fashion your leader man |
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Come on baby, sieg heil |
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I never fit in anywhere |
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And now I don't think |
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I fit here |
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Before you walk out on that floor |
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Look around, it's a mirror (ladies and gentlemen, individuality has left the building) |
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FUCK YOU I never fit in anywhere |
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And now I don't think |
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I fit here |
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Before you walk out on that floor |
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Look around, it's a mirror |
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With no hope, nothing to believe in |
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No hope, nothing to believe in |
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No hope, nothing to believe in |
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I've got something to believe in! |
