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What an anemic charade, a soulless display |
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We force upon ourselves and all of the world |
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Needless to say this sterile cliche |
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Has left me with another shovel down in a hole |
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I'm digging in vain, i'm digging in vain |
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But when it boils down to a distraction nothing compares |
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All i wanted was a haven away |
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But i've traded neuroticism in for dispair |
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Tunneling further down |
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Descending |
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and just in case there's any doubt |
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I'll say it now |
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**** the world i'm headed underground |
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Don't you wait i'm already headed south (and i said) |
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Oh, whoa i'm headed underground |
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Don't mind me, i'll just be making my way down |
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I'm living miles away from this sordid parade |
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A welcome sanctuary under the world |
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Suffice it to say, the cynic in me |
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Has left me with a shovel down in this hole |
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Digging in vain, i'm digging in vain |
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But when it boils down to a distraction nothing compares |
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All i wanted was a haven away |
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But i've traded neuroticism in for dispair |
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Tunneling further down |
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Descending |
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and just in case there's any doubt |
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I'll say it now |
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**** the world i'm headed underground |
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Don't you wait i'm already headed south (and i said) |
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Oh, whoa i'm headed underground |
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Don't mind me, i'll just be making my way down |