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You're obsessed and distressed |
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'Cause you can't make any sense of the ludicrous nonsense |
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And incipient senescence that will deem your common sense useless |
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This ain't no recess! |
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I want to believe in you, but my plan keeps falling through |
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I know I have to face the harshness, grin and bear the truth |
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And I have to walk this mile in my own shoes |
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(And I'm no fool!) |
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I'm materialist a full-blown realist |
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(Physical theorist) |
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And I guess I'm full of doubt so I'm prone to hear you out and refuse |
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I'm materialist there ain't no fear in this it's for all to see |
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So don't talk of hidden mysteries with me |
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Mind over matter, it really don't matter |
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If the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters |
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Flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend |
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A life that is shattered into shards, was it in the cards? |
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The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak |
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I must confess, at times I indulge it on the sneak |
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But generally my outlook's not so bleak |
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(And I'm not meek!) |
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I'm materialist a full-blown realist |
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(Physical theorist) |
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And I guess I'm full of doubt, but I'll gladly have it out with you |
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I'm materialist I ain't no deist it's there for all to see |
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So don't of hidden mysteries with me |
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Like Rome under Nero, our future's one big zero |
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Recycling the past to meet the immediate needs |
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And through it all we ramble forth with persevere and climb |
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Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds |
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I'm materialist |
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I'm materialist |
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I'm materialist |
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I'm materialist |
