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BrainwaveLatching onto the crowd |
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They never ever did it that way |
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Guided by a brainwave |
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Follow the light, shunned by the herd |
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All the postures being played |
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Too many crowd do it that way |
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Choppin' on the new rave |
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After the fact a bit too late |
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They want to fit in, so fucking bad |
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On all fours kissing so much ass |
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But the true will stick it through |
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Not fit in |
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Not fit in, so be it |
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Not fit in, so be it |
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You can call some insane |
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But some use choice and do it their way |
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With a message to prey |
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Unity power within their range |
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Wounded in a fight |
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Better off dead and save your face |
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Too many on a straight wave |
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On a sick path, a clueless trace |
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They want to fit in so fucking bad |
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On all fours kissing so much ass |
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But the true will stick it through |
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Not fit in |
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Not fit in, so be it |
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So be itNot fit in |
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Not fit in, so be it |
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Not fit in |
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Not fit in, so be it |
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Not fit in |
