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Plastic visions |
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Caught your eyes |
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Downtown Where it's cold'n blue |
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Need a place to hide your mind |
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Or your brain's gonna explode |
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Burn your eyes |
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Burn your soul |
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Cut off your head |
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Who takes you home? |
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Got a reason to live |
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When you're headless? |
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Got a place to stay |
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When it's nameless? |
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Where's the brain, |
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The hope, the name? |
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Feel the pain and go insane |
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The attitude stinks |
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As well as the tone |
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You only live once |
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The story's so old |
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The lazy slug |
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Talks a lot |
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Lives the nameless easy life |
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Crawling home |
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No alibi No witness for the defense in sight |
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Life ain't that dramatic |
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Old-school dogmatists |
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Waste their time |
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With plastic visions |
