| Nothing’s sacred when you flash your teeth
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| Treading water but you forget to breathe
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| Pretty places, rats in races hatch a black swan
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| When the lights go out we’ll be long gone
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| Waves breaking
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| And the whole world’s shaking
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| It’s a high price that we pay
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| The clock’s ticking and her halo’s sinking
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| Don’t get sentimental and don’t get carried away
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| Turn the pages
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| While your eyes still see
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| Between the fine lines
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| It seems right to me
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| No part of me white collar
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| Part of me gold
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| No part of million dollars gonna save my soul
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| All the light’s are out
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| Where are you now?
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| Waves breaking
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| And the whole world’s shaking
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| It’s a high price that we pay
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| The clock’s ticking and her halo’s sinking
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| Don’t get sentimental and don’t get carried away
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| I’m on a red eye flight
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| I’ve never worn ya
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| Clothes smell like California
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| Dog might bite but at the end of the day
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| I’m on a red eye flight
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| I’ve never worn ya
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| Clothes smell like California
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| Dog might bite but at the end of the day
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| Don’t get carried away
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| Waves breaking
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| And the whole world’s shaking
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| It’s a high price that we pay
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| The clock’s ticking and her halo’s sinking
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| Don’t get sentimental and don’t get carried away |