| Living in a sequence
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| Trying not to see it
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| Need some bliss in this turbulence
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| I’m praying on the weekdays
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| Drowning in the weekends
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| All the shallow, shallow friends of mine
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| I got that champagne drippin' from inside my spine
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| Credit cards to buy my time
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| You know I never listen
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| It’s not too late, for you
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| To let it go to my beat
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| Rhythm makes me complete
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| Strip me down to my bare bones
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| Too long
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| Facing down the concrete
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| Moving like we’re machines
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| Strip me down to my bare bones
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| Haven’t had a pause yet
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| Maxing out my mistakes
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| All my dreams might be made of gold
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| Dizzy on a sunday
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| Knocked out on the mondays
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| All the shallow, shallow friends of mine
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| I got that champagne drippin' from inside my spine
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| Credit Cards to buy my time
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| You know I never listen
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| It’s not too late, for you
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| To let it go to my beat
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| Rhythm makes me complete
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| Strip me down to my bare bones
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| Too long
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| Facing down the concrete
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| Moving like we’re machines
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| Strip me down to my bare bones
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| Rhythm makes me
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| To my bare bones
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| Face the concrete
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| Just let it go
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| Rhythm makes me
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| To my bare bones
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| To my bare
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| It’s not too late, for you
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| To let it go to my beat
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| Rhythm makes me complete
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| Strip me down to my bare bones
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| Too long
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| Facing down the concrete
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| Moving like we’re machines
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| Strip me down to my bare bones
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| To my bare bones |