| The Sisyphean dreamer
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| My fibula and femur
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| Hold the weight of the world
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| (Over and over)
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| I think, therefore I die
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| Anxiety and I, rolling down a mountain
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| (Over and over)
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| My shoulder holds the weight of the world
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| Yeah, the wind is blowing
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| Volcanoes blowing, my lungs are blowing
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| (Over and over)
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| Who could not win the mistress, wooed the maid
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| With no sign of a grave
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| (Over and over)
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| (Over and over)
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| (Oh yeah)
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| Hollow body
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| Wine belly perfidy
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| Move like Isotta Fraschini
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| (Over and over)
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| The rock 'n' roller, the young and older
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| Rolling back to the stroller
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| (Over and over)
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| And although you warned me
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| The gods have all scorned me now
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| The wind is blowing
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| Volcanoes blowing, my lungs are blowing
|
| (Over and over)
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| Who could not win the mistress, wooed the maid
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| With no sign of a grave
|
| (Over and over)
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| (Over and over)
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| (Over and over)
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| And I’m punished for the passion
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| Only telling 'cause you’re asking
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| And I’m a glutton for the tasking
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| And the lovers are drowning
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| And they’re never gonna find 'em
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| 'Cause their ego’s gonna blind 'em
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| (Over and over)
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| Woo!
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| Yeah, my shoulder on a boulder
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| Holds the weight of the world
|
| (Yeah)
|
| Oh, the wind is blowing
|
| Volcanoes blowing, my lungs are blowing
|
| (Over and over)
|
| Who could not win the mistress, wooed the maid
|
| With no sign of a grave
|
| (Over and over)
|
| My shoulder holds the weight of the world
|
| (Over and over)
|
| (Over and over)
|
| The Sisyphean dreamer
|
| My fibula and femur
|
| Hold the weight of the world
|
| (Over and over)
|
| I think, therefore I die
|
| Anxiety and I, rolling down a mountain
|
| (Over and over)
|
| (Over and over)
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| And although you’ve warned me
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| The gods have all scorned me now |