| Your small time view is so oblique
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| You think your thoughts are so unique
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| Your squeaky lies are sneaky clean
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| Cos you won’t say just what you mean
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| Now, I don’t recognize you
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| Oh, I don’t recognize you
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| You bled me dry and left me high
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| Your dirty heart is by the by
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| You trash your friends like it’s a game
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| Then you cry and claim the pain
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| Now, I don’t recognize you
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| Oh, I don’t recognize you
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| All around it’s all around
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| All ready to be found
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| All ready to take you down
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| Down, down, down, down
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| All around it’s all around
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| All ready to be found
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| All ready to bring you round
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| Bring you round now
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| You break your beats and drop your bombs
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| Cos everybody else is wrong
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| You hawk your dove and say your prayers
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| Like you’re the only one who cares
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| Don’t like your TVocricy
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| Your karaokeosophy
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| Can’t take another minute of what you say
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| I won’t be the bait today
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| Now, I don’t recognize you
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| Oh, I don’t recognize you
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| All around it’s all around
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| All ready to be found
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| All ready to take you down
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| Down, down, down, down
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| All around it’s all around
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| All ready to be found
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| All ready to bring you round
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| Bring you round now
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| Hypno trips a psycho blitz
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| You tried it all but nothing fits
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| You got a little habit that burns your nose
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| A bony fido freaky pose
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| You hide your hat behind a stare
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| You take the heat out of the air
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| A solid state electric sigh
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| What made you so angelized
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| Well, I don’t recognize you
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| And I won’t angelize you
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| And I won’t angelize you
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| Because I don’t recognize you anymore |