| Nothing they say is sounding new to me
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| I opted to play they start expecting no commercials
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| I thought you needed no rehearsal
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| But still you’re losing me
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| Nothing they say is sounding true to me
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| And often we play these fans expecting no reversals
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| I think they only made it worse though
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| But that ain’t news to me
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| I’ve been around the globe talking like a marathon man
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| Innocence in my hand
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| Dishing it on command
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| Just a little lamb learning how to swim
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| Dog, paddle
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| You better start painting if you want to not dabble
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| In this world of water colours
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| Where so many of them suckers
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| Quick to paint a carbon copy and then claim that motherfucker
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| I’m just in the median
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| Feeling like a medium
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| Slaying every demon
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| On my way up to Elysium
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| Huh
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| I’ve got original flavour
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| But they ain’t been tasting that since we got into this wager
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| Original favour
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| With a digital nature
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| Oversaturated, when we all want to be major
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| The difference is
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| I’m damn proud of our differences
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| And cover up for no one I fear no witnesses
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| So come to hear the opening statement
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| I came to hear the future and I’m hopefully patient
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| Nothing they say is sounding new to me
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| I opted to play they start expecting no commercials
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| I thought you needed no rehearsal
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| But still you’re losing me
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| I see them try to catch the latest wave
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| But they started paddling to late
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| Sometimes it seems my radio is trying to lie to my face
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| It keeps manipulating me in such evil ways
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| And I don’t peep behind the curtain when I broke in the safe
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| And noticed it was rotten when they got on my plate
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| And I’ve been traveling through time cruising at 88
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| Now it’s looking like a purse so I’m pumping the breaks
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| And jumping for the reptiles trying to get through the gates
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| My pool is full of sharks circling they prey
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| So many ended in they belly while I’m still okay
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| So when they product place
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| I just lose my taste
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| They all food for waste
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| Ghouls in the tape
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| Another way to feed the beast that we tame
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| That I’ve been busy getting high so I feel no pain
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| So when I come back down it won’t feel the same
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| So I’ve got to say
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| Nothing they say is sounding new to me
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| I opted to play they start expecting no commercials
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| I thought you needed no rehearsal
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| But still you’re losing me
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| Nothing they say is sounding true to me
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| And often we play these fans expecting no reversals
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| I think they only made it worse though
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| But that ain’t news to me
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| Nothing they say is sounding new to me |