All these judges are driving over my ears
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And it loads me, it loads me,
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But I don't forget that I'm in their Shazam
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Sharp glances, stupid grins
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I'm tired of catching your sparks with the back of my head
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But you can't hide your soul behind neon
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She asks so out
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You can't hide your faces behind neon
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And you will dream of mine
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You can't hide your soul behind neon
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She asks so out
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You can't hide your faces behind neon
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And you will dream of mine
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White subjects experts included
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Mean estimates, blind positions
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They forget they weren't asked
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I read the comments and all your conclusions
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Someone writes them from the heart, well, and someone for profit
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But you can't hide your soul behind neon
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She asks so out
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You can't hide your faces behind neon
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And you will dream of mine
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You can't hide your soul behind neon
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She asks so out
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You can't hide your faces behind neon
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And you will dream of mine
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(We will get closer...)
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But you can't hide your soul behind neon
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She asks so out
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You can't hide your faces behind neon
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And you will dream of mine
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You can't hide your soul behind neon
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She asks so out
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You can't hide your faces behind neon
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And you will dream of mine
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Behind the neon
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(We will get closer...)
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(We will get closer...)
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Behind the neon
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(We will get closer...)
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(We will get closer...)
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Behind the neon
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(We will get closer...)
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(We will get closer...)
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Behind the neon
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(We will get closer...)
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(We will get closer...) |