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The last gasp, simulcast |
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Everyone wants a screen test |
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Everyone wants a placement |
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Everyone wants to put you away |
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You, me, cap-a-pie in lies white as this city |
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Mixed in with the concrete and immune to everything |
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The last grasp, not so fast |
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Everyone wants a quick fix |
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Everyone wants a promise |
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Everyone wants you out of the way |
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I saw nothing wrong |
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I would take the tube home |
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I'd just smile and hum along 'til my throat refused my lungs |
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Here's an anthem for you, "I've got to find a way home" |
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Here's an anthem for you, "My heart leaks like an oil drum" |
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Here's a question for you, "Do the streetlamps dim as you drive under them?" |
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Lies or Silence? |
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In london, I was undone |
