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This pitiful pettiness is not for me |
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I don't need any of this in order to feel free |
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A smile hides my desire, underneath I'm burning |
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My insides are on fire, twisting and turning |
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Oh-oh, then unveil your face |
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Your beauty, my disgrace |
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I dare you to say what you're thinking |
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I just don't see the point |
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Of living without feeling |
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Of talking without saying anything... |
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I want the fire in my soul |
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The rhythm of life should shake my bones |
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Make me feel alive right here, right now |
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I don't believe in anything and least of all in you |
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Although "People are the greatest fun" |
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It's only true when sung |
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I know without the melody these are only words |
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And words can't really hurt me, can they now? |
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Oh-oh, then unveil your face |
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Your beauty, my disgrace |
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I dare you to say what you're thinking... |
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Ventriloquist |
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Were we born to blindly follow? |
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To never ever ask why? |
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It seems dangerous to indoctrinate |
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a daily dose of hate |
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Who's your prophet |
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when you're marching off to war? |
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Don't believe you're doing it for him |
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Think about where the orders came from |