| 'Cause I am beautiful inside
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| 'Cause I will never be derailed
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| — We play hard and we show our scars
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| — Perfection
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| About my tasks I do not decide
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| No space left for a drift of mind
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| — We spray paint and we waste the time
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| — Attraction
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| «Not far from here, behind a green star
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| Lived the Steelypips, illustrious, industrious
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| They had a machine, a dream of a machine
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| With springs and gears and perfect in every respect»
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| 'Cause I do not howl at the Moon
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| 'Cause I do what I have to do
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| — We stay up, swim in the tide
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| — Connection
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| The Moon has no influence on me
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| Silent nights I dream of symmetry
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| — It's alright, we waste the time
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| — Perfection
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| «First they saved up all their atoms
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| And if one didn’t fit, they chipped it a bit
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| And everything was just fine»
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| It’s all right, we share the time
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| All is set, we let go of the kite
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| We play hard, and we show our scars
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| We spray paint, cause it’s not a crime
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| It’s all right, we take the time
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| Season’s high, we’re all dressed for fun
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| Dreams are far, cartwheels we fly
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| We go wild, our future is now |