| These scribbles on this page dry like raisins in the sunshine
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| Like unrequited or the pain from my mum’s eyes
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| Dumb enough to hope and pray and young enough to know we’re unwise Rather
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| question everything that act callow in a gunfight
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| The king is dead The earth is flat
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| You thought its bad
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| It’s worse than that
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| The lies you told
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| You made your bed
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| Lie in it, lie in it, lion inside the enclosure If I was u wouldn’t get closer
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| If I was you I would be nice though
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| If I was you I would be nice though Cos u got the people on flight mode Never
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| been any connection
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| But one day your bubble will burst And you gotta run for the exits Yeah run
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| around round round world Like KFC chickens all headless
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| Or refugees running for refuge Then you’ll find out where the edge is
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| Deck of cards it’s all aces aces
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| Me and them different places places
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| Ooowoooooo
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| Why are force fields wrapped round like orchid vines
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| When they fall off the faces faces
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| Then they might know what space is
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| Oowoooooooo
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| In a just filled world we would all align
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| Is it conspiracy they conspire
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| As we look at screens but not higher
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| Like like everything but each other
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| Follow people over dreams yeah that’s dire I’m not inspired
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| I’m fucking tired
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| Tryna' stay hungry while people dying
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| Dying of hunger their dying to live
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| Shining a bright light into an abyss yeah
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| Will it be missed there can you see this here this area take form of a lit
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| flare Gather round
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| Let’s find connection and love
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| Elections are fucked
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| Elected corrupt and left enterprising incentives for everyone but us
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| Uh how you gonna do us like that
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| You slags
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| Try Follow them chem trails back to the lab that they came from Tryna' work out
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| the circumference of flat earth so we can go and make one Climb up on on it
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| then take off
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| Take off these rose tints
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| My patience though it’s so thin like the ozone now I’m roasting
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| It’s cool though I’ll stay hoping
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| For this whole thing
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| Deck of cards it’s all aces aces
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| Me and them different places places
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| Ooowoooooo
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| Why are force fields wrapped round like orchid vines
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| When they fall off the faces faces Then they might know what space is
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| oowoooooooo
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| In a just filled world we would all align |