| You sacrifice your genius on the altar of ambition
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| Completely unaccountable for whatever you may do
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| You fake the unintentional to fit your disposition
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| Painfully unreliable in whatever you pursue
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| Put it all in a line, then knock it over
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| Wrapped up in adulation, you better take a bow
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| Do the math, seems the lines keep getting shorter
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| Smothered in agitation, playing the villain now
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| Here comes the thunder, crashing in
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| Dragging you under, down, again
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| Here comes the thunder, crashing in
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| Seizing the wonder, let the end begin
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| Improvising failed attempts at cutting down the dosage
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| Meanwhile, your own family is taking you to court
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| Yesterday’s convenient lies are still paying your mortgage
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| Rock 'n' roll’s not suicide, it’s life support
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| Put it all in a line, then knock it over
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| Wrapped up in adulation, you better take a bow
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| Do the math, seems the lines keep getting shorter
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| Smothered in agitation, playing the villain now
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| Put it all in a line, then knock it over
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| Wrapped up in adulation, you better take a bow
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| Do the math, seems the lines keep getting shorter
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| Smothered in agitation, playing the villain now
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| Here comes the thunder, crashing in
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| Dragging you under, down, again
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| Here comes the thunder, crashing in
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| Seizing the wonder, let the end begin |