| Speaking from the tongue
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| Of an experienced simpleton
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| Who obviously would rather be
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| An emasculated, infantile complainee
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| Keep it all to yourself
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| As it eats away your health
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| The attention, your ambition
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| It was the root of all your guilt
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| Fight fire with fire
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| And speak truth with every word you say
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| The attention, your ambition
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| It was the root of all your pain
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| You gave us something that I know we all are searching to find
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| To put it into words you redefined
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| Something new, something to relate to
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| I never met you, but I feel just what you went through
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| Keep it all to yourself
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| As it eats away your health
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| The attention, your ambition
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| It was the root of all your guilt
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| Fight fire with fire
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| And speak truth with every word you say
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| You threw it all away
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| Aurora avenue seemed to protect you
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| In your sleep I hope you find the peace you seek
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| Aurora avenue seemed to protect you
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| In your sleep I hope you find the peace you seek
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| You still seek
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| All the youth I used to know
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| Keep it all to yourself
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| As it eats away your health
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| The attention, your ambition
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| It was the root of all your guilt
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| Fight fire with fire
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| And speak truth with every word you say
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| You threw it all away |