| Now that I’m feeling downtown
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| Like never before
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| Now that I’m folding my fingers
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| Ready for war
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| The painted face of disaster
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| I search for more
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| I light another cigarette
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| Swallow the poison glossy eyed
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| Dressed in fire with empty words
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| It came as no surprise
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| The people conversating
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| Beyond all will to listen
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| The people will stand in lines
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| With great high walls between them
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| Coal black hair china white doll skull
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| With amber slit eyes
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| Bittersweet with a razor tongue
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| See through polished lies
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| The dim light is bathing you blood red
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| Adrenalin shock
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| I light another cigarette
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| Swallow the poison glossy eyed
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| Dressed in fire with empty words
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| It came as no surprise
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| The people conversating
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| Beyond all will to listen
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| The people will stand in lines
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| With great high walls between them
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| Looking through star dust illusions with faraway eyes
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| Pretending they know and understand
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| See through the disguise
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| I light another cigarette
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| Swallow the poison glossy eyed
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| Dressed in fire with empty words
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| It came as no surprise
|
| The people conversating
|
| Beyond all will to listen
|
| The people will stand in lines
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| With great high walls between them |