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I caught this cold and I like it |
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In my dreams I hear a sound |
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Kind of mute, slightly flanged |
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You took my temperature and frowned |
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Hello fever, wrap yourself |
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Around my limbs, around my head |
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Slow me down, give the world a spin |
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I won't stay in bed |
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Raise your eyes, the sky is branded |
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They put logos on the clouds |
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It won't keep the trees from whispering |
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I know what they're on about |
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So I stopped the infusion |
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Look, I ripped the needle out |
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And I know you'll call me naughty |
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But you'll have your doubts |
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Oh, I love this levitation |
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Oh, to be overwhelmed |
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Elsewhere frauds fool themselves |
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To remain at the helm |
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Hello Masters Of The Universe |
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Are you tired? Are you sick of pretending |
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To know what you're doing? |
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Go on, wash your hands |
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All is quiet, we are listening |
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For the rumble of the Big One |
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Some are crushed, some are curious |
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Some are pondering what they've done |
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Hello fever, knock me out |
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It's another kind of awake |
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Speed me up, send me spiralling |
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There's lots I can take |
