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These atoms are liars |
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They do not realize, and we can't blame them |
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Art as a means of escape, they don't see the down-side |
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And that's what takes them |
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Out on the floor |
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One stretches out it's hands |
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Into the small of a back |
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And as they circle the room, as they circle the floor |
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One just wants it more |
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Well, they don't want, anymore |
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You can sleep in these hollows and rivers |
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Exalt the righteous and drown the sinners |
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Jesus christ |
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Jesus christ, why is love so lonely |
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All water on earth |
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Evaporates into steam and erupts from the ground |
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Does anyone else feel guilty? |
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Like I did it all myself |
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One feels a lack of love and there's no limit |
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To the explosive power of this bomb |
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How do we reconcile our deaths |
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We'd better figure it out before long |
