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Spun out on the highway, the car inverted. |
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What are you but a drum and a tube and a wire, black heart? |
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A fire in the dark? |
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I have no statement for your benefit, young man, |
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Except this: we all will live again in the eyes of an actor |
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And the light on the glass. |
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So let me see that ass, hey hey hey! |
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Sorceress, valkyrie, you let you let yourself believe. |
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Sorceress, come clean, you let you let yourself believe |
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That there is nothing to lose, |
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There is nothing to lose, there is nothing to lose. |
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Remember when I told you all about the father-ghost? |
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He whispers at you when you try to pull, |
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"You're an imbecile and your limbs carry lumber," |
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Well, my limbs carry lumber. |
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The shadow of violence is the shepherd of sense |
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The shadow of violence is the shepherd of sense, but when I hit the fence |
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I had a hand on the wheel and a hand on the dial. |
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Man on trial, hey hey hey! |
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Sorceress, valkyrie, you let you let yourself believe. |
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Sorceress, come clean, you let you let yourself believe |
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That there is nothing to lose, |
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There is nothing to lose, there is nothing to lose. |