| I see a sea of fools
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| Lined at your feet
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| And I know I can’t compete
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| I’m feelin' so amused
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| I swim against the tide
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| And I know I’m born to lose
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| Wonderin' in the days
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| Everything is so confused
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| I’m seeing red and black and blue
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| And we might make it through
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| But even if we do
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| We’re Misfits United
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| In spite of all my best intentions here I am
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| The loneliest of self to see the zoo land
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| Down, damn it and it’s almost through
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| Don’t tell me even if it’s true
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| Just tell me what I want from you
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| And everything is so confused
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| I’m seeing red and black and blue
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| And we might make it through
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| But even if we do
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| We’re Misfits United, Misfits United
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| The calculator’s click click clickin' in your eyes
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| A calculator answered on the other side
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| Tell me, are the numbers right?
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| Am I born to lose swimmin' against the tide?
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| Everything is so confused
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| I’m seeing red and black and blue
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| And we might make it through
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| But even if we do
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| We’re Misfits United, Misfits United |