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You're so sophisticated |
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Your mind's been liberated |
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You're the first to notice when a movement's come and gone |
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Just as the curtain closes |
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I strike authentic poses |
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Now that we know all the words to history's sad songs |
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So don't be apocolyptic |
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There's still time to get your last licks |
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But very soon the glory will make shameful what is true |
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And dont be apologetic |
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So what if it is genetic? |
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The cowards still breathe easy as their secret's safe with you |
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Are you still feeling bad |
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That your mother left your dad? |
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Are you so sure that everybody lies? |
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Guess what your pains been done |
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Took perfection by everyone |
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And the first thing every killer reads is |
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Catcher in the Rye |
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You're so sophisticated |
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Your mind's been liberated |
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You're the first to notice when a movement's come and gone |
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So maybe you should just release the doves |
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'Cause no one will survive the end of love |
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Maybe you should just release the doves |
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'Cause no one will survive the end of love |
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No one will survive the end of love |
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No one will survive |
