| Suffocating, ya I’m reaching for breath
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| Weathered and kicked out to a place that
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| I can feel everyone watching through the side of my neck
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| Fade out, runaway
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| I’m just getting so burnt out, oh yeah
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| Nothing could turn me on, oh no nothing
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| I been hunting for a way out, oh yeah
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| I’m just trying to get high on something
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| Time’s got me wasted
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| Aimless and vacant
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| While I sip wine with Stepford wives
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| Beautifully plated
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| Flawlessly faceless
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| Welcome to my sweet Stepford life
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| Sunlit streets shadowed by dishonesty
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| Roots are dead but the grass is green
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| Caught in the middle, white collared criminal hypocrisy
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| This dark suburbia is killing me
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| I’m just getting so burnt out, oh yeah
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| Nothing could turn me on, oh no nothing
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| I been hunting for a way out, oh yeah
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| I’m just trying to get high on something
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| Time’s got me wasted
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| Aimless and vacant
|
| While I sip wine with Stepford wives
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| Beautifully plated
|
| Flawlessly faceless
|
| Welcome to my sweet Stepford life
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| I’m just getting so burnt out, oh yeah
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| Nothing could turn me on, oh no nothing
|
| I been hunting for a way out, oh yeah
|
| I’m just trying to get high on something
|
| I been getting so burnt out, oh yeah
|
| Nothing could turn me on, oh no nothing
|
| I been hunting for a way out
|
| Time’s got me wasted
|
| Aimless and vacant
|
| While I sip wine with Stepford wives
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| Beautifully plated
|
| Flawlessly faceless
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| Welcome to my sweet Stepford life |