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I can't imagine how you feel, and this is how you feel |
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You say your name like you're no longer convinced |
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But now they're strapping you in, and closing the lid |
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And they're dropping you in, what's done you did |
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The bell's picking up speed, there's water leaking in |
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That old equilibrium just starts to spin and spin |
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Do you like to be judged or liked? |
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Do you like it inside a barrel |
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And plunging over the falls? |
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Curious and grim |
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We wrestle at the rim |
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We wonder all about him |
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And the point of it all |
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I'll be short and brief and to the point |
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The fighting has resumed |
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In that tone of voice |
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The plague is exhumed |
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He said, "What I'm going through |
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Is essentially all true |
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Made no less amazing by the fact that it's see through" |
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Do you like to be judged or liked? |
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Do you like it inside a barrel |
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And plunging over the falls? |
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Strong and green and dim |
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It wrestled him like nothing |
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Out, out, out and in- |
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To the thrill of them all |
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And the real wonder of the world |
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Is that we don't jump too |
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And the real wonder of the world |
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Is that we don't jump too |
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And the real wonder of the world |
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Is that we don't jump too |
