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Never the taste of fear |
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You got left in the fine print |
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The font was serif'd and tasteless |
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It was slanted and Latin to death |
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They Said Come on and get off of the bridge |
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And we can take the cameras down |
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When all you really want is somewhere between here and the ground |
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You are not in love |
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You are not in love |
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You are not in love |
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So stop playing along |
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They found the fountain of youth |
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Why would they strike the cameras now |
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The malaise set in here |
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And no ones making any sound |
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They said Come on tell us everything |
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From the gallows |
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A Penitent |
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Begging forgiveness |
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They told you instead |
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Pull that rat heart out of your chest |
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It doesn't mean anything to us now |
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You are not in love |
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You are not in love |
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You are not in love |
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So stop playing along |
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So stop playing along |
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You are not in love |
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You are not in love |
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You are not in love |
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So stop playing along |
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Along |
