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How are you going to pass the time of day |
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In your beautiful empty shell, |
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When you've shaken the hand of so many sinceroes |
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You feel like a fake yourself |
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How do you choose between you and me |
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When we both feed on being somebody else |
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So you suck on the juice of youth and use any chemical you can get |
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You get deeper in debt every step you take on your ladder of lifelessness |
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Bye bye to the boring times, |
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Hello to my friend, how you been being somebody else? |
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Now the troops in you head won't obey what you say |
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And the mutiny seems to spread |
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And all you can hear is a voice in your ear and it's telling you that |
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You're dead |
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The sun sets in a coffee cup, the moon throws up |
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The flood flows over the house, |
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The books start jumping from the shelf |
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And the clothes horse races itself |
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Now we're all so busy being somebody else. |
