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It's hard to feel obsolete |
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It's hard to feel your skirts are showing |
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You pull and tug to hide the works |
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That keep the whole thing going |
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And you don't know where you stand |
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And you feel so small and thin |
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And if you are dismissed |
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Will another take you in? |
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Walking through a hall of doors |
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Looking through a million portals |
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Everyone is having fun |
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Everybody seems immortal |
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And you don't know where you stand |
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And did something pass you by? |
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And if you are dismissed |
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Will you get another try? |
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Are you and |
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I an apparition |
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Flickering up on the screen |
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Sending out our best transmissions |
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Waiting in our velveteen |
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Tell me you can really see me |
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It's hard to feel disqualified |
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For living in a different time |
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As if the train will only stop |
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For the current paradigm |
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And I don't know where we are |
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Are we passing through these wires |
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Are we walking through the streets |
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Of invisible empires |
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And I know |
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I shouldn't care |
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If I'm out or if |
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I'm in Cause if |
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I am dismissed |
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Oh you always take me in |
