48 lines
877 B
Plaintext
48 lines
877 B
Plaintext
Are we savages,
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Born without hope
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Last on these highways,
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Existing to go?
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Swallowed my pride,
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Gutted me from the inside,
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Left me in this pool of doubt,
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Now I don't think I can get out.
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But you can laugh,
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You can laugh,
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You can laugh,
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'Cause you think that you're better than me.
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If we are the instigators
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Of our times,
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Why do we harmonize,
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Then revolutionize our crimes?
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Down in this sandpit
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Of misbegotten youth
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We can show them the songs,
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The one truth.
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But you can laugh,
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You can laugh,
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You can laugh,
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'Cause you think that you're better than,
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You think that you're better than everyone.
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I'm just trying to do the right thing.
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I'm just trying to do the right thing.
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The right thing.
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Escape to my eyes
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Escape to my eyes
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Escape to my eyes
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Escape to my eyes
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Name Sandpit
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Artist Curve
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Album Doppelgänger
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Original text by Toni Halliday, Dean Garcia
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