| Let’s run naked through these city streets
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| We’re all captives of captivity
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| Let’s wear madness like a crucifix
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| Let’s tattoo Bible quotes across both our hips
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| Let’s get back to the fundamental things
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| Let’s get back to the elements of style
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| Let’s get back to simple skin on skin
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| Let’s get back to the fundamental things
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| Let’s dance barefoot over broken glass
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| Slither like a snake does through the wet, cold grass
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| Howl and tremble in a sleepless grind
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| Let’s do the braindrain, leave it all behind
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| You can sit in your room and worry
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| You can contemplate the end
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| Or let your house burn down behind you
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| Run bare-ass through the streets again
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| You can hide out on your rooftop
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| Wishing you had never been
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| Or go down to Hal’s bar and grill
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| Find your innocence again |