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I am a secret government agent armed with lies |
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About secret government things |
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I have secret government documents that could knock you dead |
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From your regular citizen lives |
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And I'll break into your regular citizen homes with my government knives |
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I do regular citizen things, but that's where it ends |
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'Cause my secret government mind is a rare breed |
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I can't love, I can't feel or have passion but I don't mind |
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'Cause my secret government facts tell me |
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Despite what many normal citizens say |
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Love causes pain and pain hurts and now passion is dead |
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Before I became a secret agent spy |
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I was put on this earth with a regular life |
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Smiling and laughing and singing away |
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But I could not keep my curious mind at bay |
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I set out to answer a question of mine |
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About human heart versus rational mind |
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See, I thought if I planted my heart in the ground |
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I could grow a heart tree and spread my love around |
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I enlisted the help of a very close friend |
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And we ripped out my heart so the test could begin |
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And we watered my heart |
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And we let the sun feed it vitamins |
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And we waited for that sprout |
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And I dug up my heart and I found it was nothing but dirt |
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My heart had become the earth |
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Now I'm a secret government agent armed with a past |
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About regular citizen life |
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I can't love, I can't feel or have passion |
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But I don't mind, 'cause you can't break my government heart |
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You cannot break my secret agent heart ever again |
