| Folded all your papers,
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| Shifted all your shapes,
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| The surface looks so tidy now,
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| All those filtered illusions, oh
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| I know, I know,
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| Your house is full of the jars,
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| To be, a gallery of what you’ve seen, no place for anyone.
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| I know, I know,
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| Your house is empty because,
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| There’s nothing happening right now.
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| Fixed the holey funnels.
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| Used your riddle screen.
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| Take off the lid, fill up the cup, screw down the top,
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| Put it back where glasses never break,
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| So that’s taking care of yourself.
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| Tear it down! |
| We’re slowly ending.
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| This system is not safe.
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| We cannot keep it in those jars.
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| Don’t we see the paradox?
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| We’re losing.
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| We’re losing time.
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| Taking off the lid, filling up the cup, screwing down the top.
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| Put it back where glasses never break!
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| So that’s taking care of yourself.
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| I know, I know,
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| Your house is full of the jars,
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| To be, a gallery of what you’ve seen, no place for anyone.
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| I know,
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| Your house is full of the jars,
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| There’s nothing happening right now.
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| Tear it down! |
| We’re slowly ending.
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| This system is not safe.
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| We cannot keep it in those jars.
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| Don’t we see the paradox?
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| We’re losing.
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| We’re losing time.
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| Now you see, we’re slowly ending, this system is not safe.
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| We cannot keep it in those jars. |