| Beneath the lights of paradise I feel invincible
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| The sun the moon they share the skies borders invisible
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| And when the wind blows everything moves together
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| Our only impulse is to improve our brethren
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| The crowds of the disallowed should take the crown
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| Take the crown and bring it down disembowel
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| Let’s see if there’s a heart in there
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| Cuz it seems like they hardly care
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| On the real right now
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| What is it you really care about
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| If you had to shout it out
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| Would you even make a sound
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| Living in a real nice house where nobody knows you
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| Whipping round a real nice car with nowhere to go to
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| Thinking you got real life problems nobody told you
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| Told you none of this will last for long, no not for long
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| We won’t let it happen out here
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| Break the gates and raise the sirens
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| Go! |
| And when the path is unclear
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| Cut the breaks and take the high road
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| Oh but when it all goes bad
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| Tell me when it all goes bad
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| Where will that leave us at
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| Who knows
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| Beneath the lights of paradise and I am miserable
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| The sun the the moon the share the sky and I’m invisible
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| And when the sea roars everything swims together
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| But all out egos come and sink the vessel
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| Towns in the river now sipping down
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| Bowing to a different power tripping out
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| It feels like they all aware
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| But it seems like they hardly care
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| On the real right now
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| Tell me what is it you care about
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| If you had to shout it out
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| Would you even make a sound |