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Slow dancing in high speed lanes |
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a radiant rampage made to sustain |
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In these troubled times we are dancing like train wrecks |
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Only to wake up with a broken neck |
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Spin, spin, spin, until we're out of orbit |
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We are repeating our story |
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So spin and spin again, until we are out of orbit |
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I'm here to watch it burn |
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Embrace the flames with open arms |
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Breathe in -- night out |
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And be sent off swaying away into the blur |
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Into the blur |
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Slow dancing in high speed lanes |
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Blindfolded, head down the drain |
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We are all dangling with broken necks |
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I'm here to watch it burn |
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Embrace the flames with open arms |
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Breathe in -- night out |
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And be sent off swaying away into the blur |
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Into the blur we sway away... |
