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Everywhere I go. |
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I find birthpills in the bathroom. |
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Part of the scenery. |
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Have you had one today? |
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No longer shocking. |
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The inside of handbags. |
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Used to be hidden. |
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Now out on display. |
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Professional women |
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Who work for a living. |
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Run through their washing. |
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When they come home at night. |
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Jars of cosmetics. |
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Open and oozing. |
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Petroleum jelly. |
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Like turkish delight. |
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Modern World how I hate it. |
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Modern World you can take it. |
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Modern World your magic's gone for me. |
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Where's the mystery that there used to be. |
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No more escaping |
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You're caught in the crossfire. |
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See yourself naked |
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As you stand on the scales. |
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No more illusions |
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Under strip lighting. |
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So heartless and truthful. |
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It tells you no lies. |
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Modern World...you can take it. |
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Modern World...how I hate it. |
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Modern World...your magic's gone for me. |
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Where's the mystery that there used to be. |
