| Look at us break our bones, in this kitchen
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| Look at us rallying all our defenses
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| Look at us waging war in our bedroom
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| Look at us jumping ship in our dialogues
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| There is no difference
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| In what we’re doing in here
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| That doesn’t show up as big as it does out there
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| So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
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| When we’ve the ultimate key to the cause
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| right here all underneath.
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| Look at us form our cliques in our sandbox
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| Look at us being cruel kids with both our hearts blocked
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| Look at us turn away from all the rough spots
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| Look at dictatorship on my own block
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| There is no difference
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| In what we’re doing in here
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| That doesn’t show up as big as it does out there
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| So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
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| When we’ve the ultimate key to the cause
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| right here all underneath.
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| How I’ve spun my wheels
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| With carts before my horse
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| And shine on the outside springs from gloom
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| Spotlight on these? |
| seeds of simpler reasons
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| And score bourne into corn, stretching my limit
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| There is no difference
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| In what we’re doing in here
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| That doesn’t show up as big as it does out there
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| So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
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| When we’ve the ultimate key to the cause
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| right here all underneath |