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Could someone change the rhythm |
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Cause someone changed the tune |
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Everywhere is wisdom |
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But none of this is true |
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Out in the vulture's ballroom |
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Where no one is refused |
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Someone started laughing |
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While the crowd was so amused |
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Oh it could be you |
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To be considered as al loveless |
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The room is filled with pain |
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It pumps out from your stomach |
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Goed straight intoyour brain |
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Out in the vulture's ballroom |
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Where no one is refused |
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Someone started yelling |
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It could be you |
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and you are chosen me |
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There is a lot out like me |
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Hand it out to your right |
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It is the big one to decide |
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I am sick, I am tired |
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To see you waiting in the line |
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Hand it aout to your right |
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It is the big one to decide |
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And you are chosen me |
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As I am down on my knees |
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I bet you opened your eyes |
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While I covered a smile |
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And I am sick, I am tired |
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To see you waiting in the line |
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And all the times I tried |
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And your words, they are wasting |
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They've come a long way |
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Creeping in my head |
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Creeping in my head |