| Yesterday's madness
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| Right around me
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| I can smell smoke
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| And the spotlights are still shining
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| That's yesterday's madness
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| Right around me
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| And the power of the flock
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| It cuts so that the insects fall
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| I was born in a crowd
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| Where the sun does not go
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| There they are standing in front of me
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| And so we all go here
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| I was born in a crowd
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| Where the sun does not go
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| And in this beam
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| It all makes me forget
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| Forget it
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| Forget it
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| But if not, I have to be here again.
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| Between the sky and your scars
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| Where the wind of destiny rages in your mind
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| It drives me and throws me
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| And sometimes even tears in half
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| But still on the powder keg
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| Dance and joy are open
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| Bitches with their movements
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| Not real
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| But still on the powder keg
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| Dance and joy are open
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| Shake up like crazy
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| It is not enough for me anyway
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| Because I was born in the pool
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| Where the sun does not go
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| As in such a road roll
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| What goes on everyday
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| I was born in a crowd
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| Where the sun does not go
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| If I stop now
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| Then the curtain will close
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| It will close
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| It will close
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| Not yet, I have to be here again.
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| Between the sky and your scars
|
| Where the wind of destiny rages in your mind
|
| It drives me and throws me
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| And sometimes even tears in half
|
| Yesterday's madness
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| Right around me
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| I can still smell smoke
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| And the spotlights shine so much
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| Yesterday's madness
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| Right around me
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| It's like a vacuum in your head
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| And it seems to be every moment
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| It will go away at low tide
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| But it's still hot
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| That gaze pierces here
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| Like a poisonous laser
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| Stars
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| It's hot
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| And bars
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| He who pushes and spins spins
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| The eyelids close slowly
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| So I hear voices that cry
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| It wants to answer, but I can't
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| Because I'm here again -
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| Between the sky and your scars
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| Where the wind of destiny rages in your mind
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| It drives me and throws me
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| And sometimes even tears in half |