| From the first heartbeat in the womb
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| Between the fourth and fifth rib, was an eclipse
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| It veiled this ticker like the sun behind the moon
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| And masked the rest of it, bit by bit
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| A painted face seems more striking at far
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| Draws attention to its prominent parts
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| A performance of this caliber can outsmart
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| Even its component parts
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| Unravel and come undone
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| Plead the fifth on all accounts
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| We keep on running ‘till we hit the ground
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| And no head is left uncrowned
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| La la
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| La la la la la la la
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| La la
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| La la la la la la la
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| And there are those who will name you a fraud
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| A great pretender, corseted in gilded halls
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| Line ‘em up in the toilet stalls
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| Open mouthed, backs against the walls
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| STDs on the tip of my tongue
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| Perfumed like a common whore bargaining for scant amounts Complacent with the
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| faults in our blazing stars
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| We’re heading out tonight
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| Unravel and come undone
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| Plead the fifth on all accounts
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| We keep on running ‘till we hit the ground
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| And no head is left uncrowned
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| La la
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| La la la la la la la
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| La la
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| La la la la la la la
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