| As much as it hurts to taint this stereo with complaints but hear me out
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| Although you’ve heard it all before, yeah you’ve heard this all before
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| Oh shit, misdirection on a tangent played out I know
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| Oh shit, misdirection
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| And we’ll keep doing it as much as it hurts
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| Oh the symptoms are coming back on sad old me
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| And the sisters keep coming back to sad old me
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| Well here’s a tale about a boy who’s six foot four and far from a man
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| He burdens himself with the retribution he never received
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| So to make it up he fights on behalf of the girls who helped him believe that
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| he’s still alright to love
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| They will say to him most casually, «we don’t need your help»
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| Well of course you don’t but I need someone to fight for as well
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| We are walking on sunshine!
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| To be blessed with the fortunate trouble free existence we lead
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| We are walking on sunshine!
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| But we’ll kick that gift horse right in the mouth
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| Well I’ve lied and cried to ask…
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| Do skeletons eat their bones?
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| No!
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| Do we stop after emphatic defeat?
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| No!
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| What would Don Juan say?
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| No!
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| Then why are we killing ourselves to love?
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| We built a ship, a ship to sink
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| Submerged in abyss of hopeless hearts
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| We can’t drown now, we can’t drown now
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| Elevate me!
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| Implode me!
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| So say farewell to the morning light that once shone brightly upon the romantics
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| Good morning, good night to the good fight for harmony
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| That impossible step to escape this infinity
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| So say farewell to the morning light that once shone brightly upon the romantics
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| Good morning, good night to the brilliant horizon
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| A flicker in the flame, of the cruelest infinity |