| As I aim for that bright white day
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| Conflict serum with my aura
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| It seems that life’s so fragile
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| I guess I’ll fly some other time
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| I lack from superhighway thoughts
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| Won’t live as long as the city lights
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| Soaked by underwater times
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| Electric splash on a midnight drive
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| Wish I could rape the day
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| Just something radical
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| Lost the sense of sweet things
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| Who’s gonna take me widely?
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| Guided by the pinball map
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| The driver — still unknown to me
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| Who was sent to glorify?
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| Before we injected this common pride
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| Sometimes I don’t belong
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| Release me from your world
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| Pacified by the small things in life
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| I wait for earthquakes to rearrange
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| Never been able to use the force
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| I’ve only have it read to me
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| Despite all the misguided faith
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| I’ll find a place in this mess
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| Wish I could rape the day
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| Just something radical
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| Lost the sense of sweet things
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| Who’s gonna take me widely?
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| Guided by the pinball map
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| The driver — still unknown to me
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| Who was sent to glorify?
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| Before we injected this common pride
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| Early morning moments
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| A glimpse of joy
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| But soon it’s over and I return to dust
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| As I try to be
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| Everything and everyone
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| I shrivel up and waste away
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| Wish I could rape the day
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| Just something radical
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| Lost the sense of sweet things
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| Who’s gonna take me widely?
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| Guided by the pinball map
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| The driver — still unknown to me
|
| Who was sent to glorify?
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| Before we injected this common pride |