| I don’t get the logic
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| If there’s any at all
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| So much proof on one side
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| Yet the battle lingers on
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| For crying out loud
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| We needed it then
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| Now the reign has ended
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| (Overstayed your welcome, don’t stay another second)
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| Shoot the gift horse in the mouth
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| Bring the blackout
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| Oh, gas without a spark
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| It won’t be long ‘til it starts to ignite
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| Secrets far and wide
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| Will burst into flames right in front of our eyes
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| Oh, Is my soul safe
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| Or did I sell it to the wrong side of the fence?
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| Did they say what they meant?
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| It makes no sense
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| The center of the universe
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| Waiting to intervene
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| Hopeful thoughts with mixed intentions
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| Hunting the naïve
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| It’s a rusted cog and chain response
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| Slowing down the truth
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| I have busted free from there and now
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| I beg you to follow suit
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| Young shame makes old wisdom
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| May explain why I’m so dumbfounded
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| By your decisions & progression is so slow
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| (We needed it then, devoted.)
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| Oh, gas without a spark
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| It won’t be long ‘til it starts to ignite
|
| Secrets far and wide
|
| Will burst into flames right in front of our eyes
|
| Oh, Is my soul safe
|
| Or did I sell it to the wrong side of the fence?
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| Did they say what they meant?
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| It makes no sense
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| There’s so much tension in the room
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| It’s boiling up my blood
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| The spirits start to loom
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| I can hear my heart thud
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| I saw a light shine through the awning
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| & With a crooked tune
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| They told me to stop calling
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| & It’s ruined my mood
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| I don’t feel a thing
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| Except the skull in which brain spins
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| & Then I howled at the moon
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| But I think I spoke too soon
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| I spoke too soon
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| If I killed myself today
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| Would my death be a sin?
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| Words with the sole purpose of
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| Attracting flies to a bin
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| Even if I found out I had only seconds left
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| My last breathe of air wouldn’t be wasted on a prayer
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| Shoot the gift horse in the mouth
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| Bring the blackout |