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Two blocks from the edge |
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Two blocks from the start |
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Two blocks from a war |
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Two blocks from the heart |
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I'm a sucker, I'm a fake |
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Just a snack on a dinner plate |
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A dancing monkey, a slimy snake |
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Concealed my destiny |
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And ruled my faith |
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Here I am, rolling down the slope |
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Counting down, watching out for the final blow |
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And I don't know, and I don't see how it's killing me |
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Who's the winner, who is not, here I am |
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Two blocks from the edge |
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Two blocks from the start |
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Two blocks from a war |
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Two blocks from the heart |
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The more you learn, the less you know |
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The more you find out on your own |
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Will form the person known as you |
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The more you fake, the less you fly |
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This cabaret of dirty lies |
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Has put stars in people's eyes |
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Here I am at the end of the rope |
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Checking out, speeding up, when the world is slow |
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What's the question, what's the answer, this life is killing me |
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What's the matter, what's the point, here I am |
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Two blocks from the edge |
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Two blocks from the start |
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Two blocks from a war |
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Two blocks from the heart |
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What's the matter, what's the point |
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Up or down, flip a coin |
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Two blocks from the edge |
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Two blocks from the start |
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Two blocks from a war |
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Two blocks from the heart |
