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I harmonize with a million screaming laughs |
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That haunted those before us |
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Preaching symphonies while the chorus yelled: "Unity!" |
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It's based on facts, It's based on facts |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then packaged it away |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then left it to decay. |
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Will you watch your step |
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The boring story's left |
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You're feeling lost |
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"In here," she said |
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"Come in here" |
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The pain won't last |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then packaged it away |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then left it to decay. |
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Take this weight off my shoulders |
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And move it to my brain |
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Take this weight off my shoulders |
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And move it to my brain |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then packaged it away |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then left it to decay. |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then packaged it away |
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You spit-shined my corroded halo, |
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Then left it to decay. |
