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You wear your little smiles |
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With the decadence, you suffer every night |
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All the glitter, all the luxury |
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But you belong to the industry, baby |
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The trials of your fame |
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And the boredom of your critical claim |
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In your wreckage of reality T.V. |
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You belong to the industry, baby |
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All you people |
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Music people |
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Don't fear others |
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Don't be afraid |
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We will remember you forever |
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I challenge you to think |
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To use the mouth that you abuse with to create |
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Or to disappear with dignity |
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'Cause you belong with the enemy |
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All you people |
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Music people |
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Don't fear others |
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Don't be afraid |
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We will remember you forever |
