| Gone for days
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| Cut the chase
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| Bite the bullet time
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| Ease the pain
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| Give me something new she said
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| Tell me something new instead
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| Fornicate
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| A love to break
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| I know we’re all so self obsessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
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| I know we’re all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
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| Blown away
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| Learn to taste
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| Find the essence now
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| Shake the frame
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| Give me something new she said
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| Tell me something new instead
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| Give me something new she said
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| Tell me something new instead
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| I know we’re all so self obsessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
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| I know we’re all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
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| Yeah, I wish I could be like you
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| Yeah, I wish I could be like you
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| We held their place, and stars come down, I must confess
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| She said…
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| I must contest we’re too far gone, our hands won’t mesh
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| She said…
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| You’re the milk
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| Ease the guilt
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| There’s no substitute
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| You’re the milk
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| I know we’re all so self obsessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
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| I know we’re all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
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| Yeah, I wish I could be like you
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| Yeah, I wish I could be like you
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| Yeah, I wish I could be like you
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| Yeah, I wish I could be like you |