| Sitting here in this white padded room
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| Imagining I’m a meteor flying out through the distance space
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| How does tiny speck called Earth destroy tomorrow
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| So capable of so many things
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| Why make life-taking planes?
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| But I believe
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| That when you lose your root
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| Just use the sunlight
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| It could be your guide
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| No more political dreams
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| Not another excuse
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| Don’t need another love song
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| We need a love bomb
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| To just blow us away
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| To freakin' blow their lights out
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| Turn the night to day
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| Hear it from miles away
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| Just to make it right now
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| Fuck what the government says
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| We gotta save some life now
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| Is that O.K.
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| Can’t you see
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| This is The Truman Show, baby
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| 'Cause when they fight who dies is you
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| If you unscrew me
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| We got the same gear and same tubes
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| But how you gonna catch it with your head hanging down
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| What you see starin' at the ground?
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| But I believe
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| Even without a clue
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| You got sunlight
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| And it could be your guide
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| No more political dreams
|
| Not another excuse
|
| Don’t need another love song
|
| We need a love bomb
|
| To just blow us away
|
| To freakin' blow their lights out
|
| Turn the night to day
|
| Hear it from miles away
|
| Just to make it right now
|
| Fuck what the government says
|
| We gotta save some life now
|
| Is that O.K.
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| I’m trying to unblind a few
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| But removing propaganda, but
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| They must have used a tub of superglue
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| I’m trying to take the machine apart, yeah
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| What I’m simply trying to do
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| Is have the listener take a pause
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| I’ve been down every avenue
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| But everybody’s good as gone
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| To just blow us away
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| To freakin' blow their lights out
|
| Turn the night to day
|
| Hear it from miles away
|
| Just to make it right now
|
| Fuck what the government says
|
| We gotta save some life now
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| Is that O.K. |