| Trees will make a forest
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| Trees will make a bow
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| These are all the harder
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| Words you have to know
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| If everyone’s a structure
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| Where their own savior sits
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| Then I’m a little red house
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| And no one’s living in it
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| Cars are little blood cells
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| We are oxygen
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| City is the airways
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| Suburbs appendages
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| She was feeling lonely
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| So you let her hide
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| Rented out a family
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| We bought a bride
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| Bought a bride
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| Bought a bride
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| Bought a bride
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| Little cities names labeled along the map
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| They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
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| Where are all the seedlings
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| We grew from violence
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| Down in Jersey lumber
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| Stealing prosthetic limbs
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| Should of been a soldier
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| I could of fought and died
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| There’s no revolution
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| So I bought a bride
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| Bought a bride
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| Bought a bride
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| Bought a bride
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| Coming down the alley while the horns play «Taps»
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| They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
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| Somehow I always knew when everything was unsaid
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| Go and buy a hammer never sing again |