| Zora and Nora are friends
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| Skipping through life in the Holocaust’s eye
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| While the nation shits in its depends
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| Forgetting to live while they’re too scared to die
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| And it hides what it truly intends
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| Will punish the ones that dare to ask why
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| Now they’ve been asked to make their amends
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| Ever since Nora taught Zora to fly but
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| They won’t stand for it
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| They can’t have too many objects in the sky
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| They’ve not planned for it
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| They’re just left asking why, why why?
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| Look! |
| What’s in the sky above?
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| Hot flying teenage girls
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| In love
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| Zora and Nora see things
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| From a perspective not like yours and mine
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| And they’ve heard the way the television sings
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| And they know about the silence when they dare to opine
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| Now they circle to avoid all the stings
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| Of the dull, dull arrows that come down the line
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| But their lies are no match for their wings
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| Nor the path Zora and Nora define
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| They won’t stand for it
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| They can’t have too many objects in the sky
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| They’ve not planned for it
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| They’re just left screaming why, why why?
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| Look! |
| What’s in the sky above?
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| Hot flying teenage girls
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| In love
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| And this boy will bear witness
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| He was watching them ascend
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| He was being convinced it was the beginning of the end
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| Come back, come back, you bitches just can’t see
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| What your brazen independence is doing to me
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| Do you know who my dad is, do you know what I can do?
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| I’ve been told my whole life I can buy and sell you
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| Alas, a lack
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| You’ve stabbed me in the back
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| Your new world order ran me off my tracks
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| I’ve long since believed girls should stay on the ground
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| Boy have I been deceived by this site that I’ve found
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| In my eyes
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| In my eyes
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| In my eyes
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| In my eyes |