| We want to love
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| But we fear rejection, rejection
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| So we curl up into a ball
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| A little ball to bounce to, bounce to
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| How much to find the center
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| Following the mirror
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| We know we’re not right
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| But do we really care
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| How much to find the center
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| Following the mirror
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| We know we’re not right
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| But do we really care
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| One more genocide
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| One more patricide
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| One more infanticide
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| One more suicide
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| One more genocide
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| One more patricide
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| One more infanticide
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| One more suicide
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| One more, do you stop and really wonder
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| And all the heads turn to look at the freaks
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| Why are they so happy
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| When we deserve it more
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| How much to find the center
|
| Following the mirror
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| We know we’re not right
|
| But do we really care
|
| We want to love
|
| But we fear rejection, rejection
|
| So we curl into a ball
|
| A little ball to bounce to, bounce to
|
| We want to love
|
| But we fear rejection, rejection
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| So we curl into a ball
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| A little ball to bounce to, bounce to
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| Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
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| We have to lash out at people all around
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| And soon we will see control by bigotry
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| We have to lash out at people all around
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| And soon we will see control by bigotry
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| One more, do you stop and really wonder
|
| And all the heads turn to look at the freaks
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| One more genocide
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| One more patricide
|
| One more infanticide
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| One more suicide
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| One more genocide
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| One more patricide
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| One more infanticide
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| One more, do you stop and really wonder why |