| Wake up wanting
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| Why should I?
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| Watch the face identify
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| The Presidential conversation
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| As it’s presented to the nation
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| Cowboy eyes distract from lies
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| Synthesizing genocide
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| As he explains just what we knew
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| Made up expressly for our review
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| Don’t find it fair myself
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| But as I should prepare myself
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| For being one of everyone
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| Who thought this painted clown had won
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| It all feels like fear to me
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| My index of misery
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| It’s higher than a red birds song
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| As I suspect I don’t belong
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| I know that I’m a real bad driver
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| Dispassion as a system
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| I know that I’m a real bad driver
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| There’s blood on the linoleum
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| Back to sleep while I decide
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| If I should join or try to fight
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| Fall asleep and stay that way
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| Valium or a different way
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| We think that we’re part of this
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| But all debates are mostly miss
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| The hits are far between and then
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| They often lose the point again
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| Backseat stare is all I give
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| I tried to play the system with
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| The same machines that I detest
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| And I’m no better than the rest
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| Laziness I fail to see
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| Why you have afflicted me
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| When I could be driving faster
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| Avoiding certain field disasters
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| Cultured and so civilized
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| A way to say and critics rise
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| That you are subhuman too
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| And this is what we’ll do to you
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| Is this amazing
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| If you want it
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| It’s not so crazy
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| If you want it |