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fightclub work |
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He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out ... |
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A bad time, nothing could save him ... |
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Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out ... |
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He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles... |
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He made it to the ocean ... |
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Had a smoke in a tree ... |
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The wind rose up, set him down on his knee ... |
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A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw ... |
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Arms wide open with the sea as his floor ... |
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Oh! He's FLYING! Whole, HIGH! WIDE! Oh... |
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He floated back down cause he wanted to share ... |
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The key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere ... |
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But first he was stripped, then he was stabbed ... |
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By faceless men, the fuckers... he still stands... |
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And he still gives his love, he just gives it away... |
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The love he recieves is the love that is saved ... |
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And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky ... |
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A human being that was given to fly ... |
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He's FLYING! Whole, HIGH! WIDE! |
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He's FLYING! |