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Like a rock, |
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Like a planet, |
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Like a ****ing atom bomb, |
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I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness |
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That i encounter everywhere I turn |
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I've seen it all along |
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In book and magazines |
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Like a twitch before dying |
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Like a pornographic sea |
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There's a flower behind the window |
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There's an ugly laughing man |
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Like a hummingbird in silence |
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Like the blood on the door |
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It's the generator |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door |
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Wash me clean and I will run |
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Until i reach the shore |
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I've known it all along |
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Like the bone under my skin |
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Like actors in a photograph |
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Like paper in the wind |
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There's a hammer by the window |
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There's a knife on the floor |
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Like turbines in darkness |
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Like the blood on my door |
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It's the generator |
