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Arcadia |
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Miscellaneous |
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Election Day |
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Wild kind of look to the day, opening eyes impale neon flickers |
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She moon she turning away, the city's her slave but he's cheating his |
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mistress |
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She's moody and grey, she's mean and she's restless (so restless) |
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All over you as they say rumours or rivals yell at the strike force |
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Hi guys, by the way, are you aware you're being illegal |
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It's making your savior behaviour look evil |
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'scuse my timing but say, how d'you fit in with this flim, flam and judy |
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Maximum big suprise your smile is something new |
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I pull my shirt off and pray, we're sacred and bound to suffer the |
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heatwave |
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Pull my shirt off and pray we're coming up on re-election day |
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Don't even try to induce, In all my restrain there's no hesitation |
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All the signs on the loose 'cause sanity's rare this end of the hard day |
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(yeh)Shadows are crawling out of the subway |
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Any way that you choose in every direction just to confuse me |
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Maximum big suprise she knows something new |
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I pull my shirt off and pray, i'm saving myself to suffer the heatwave |
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Pull my shirt off and pray, we're coming up on re-election day |
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By roads and backways a lover's chance down a wind |
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Cut open murmurs and sounds be calm hands on skin |
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Carry further oh...entangled strands all sing |
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Saving some time to slip away we could dance oh.. |
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Shouldn't be asking wild and scheming |
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Could be my election day |
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Stretching my back down the way |
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To your invitation stretching my body |
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Use your intuitive play |
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cause maybe we have more play time than money |
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Maximum big suprise you know something new |
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I pull my shirt off and pray, we're sacred and bound to suffer this |
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heatwave |
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Pull my shirt off and pray we're coming up on re-election day |
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Re-election day |