| The non-dimensional spectrum
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| The non-dimensional pull
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| The one-dimensional eye
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| The non-dimensional spectrum
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| The non-dimensional pull
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| The one-dimensional eye
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| The non-dimensional spectrum
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| The non-dimensional pull
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| The one-dimensional eye
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| Just like a low-lying black cloud hovers over a city
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| So does the fog produce dependence
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| Deliver me
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| I won’t have it any other way
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| Deliver me, yeah
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| So we can fade away
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| We can fade away
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| The ghost sighed, there will be no grasping out for one straw, my dear enemy
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| There is only grasping out for several
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| Submit the hand
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| Granted
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| You care about countless and such careless things, precarious enemy
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| But these are not the questions I asked the coin
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| So toss again
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| I won’t have it any other way
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| Won’t have it any other way
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| So bury me with your guilt in the desert in the beating sun
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| We can’t float forever, enemy, the prize, that prize, the enemy
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| It’s as if I were speaking to myself to no ears but my own
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| Turn off the dark so I can lift my head again
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| Light a torch and set yourself ablaze again
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| Burn, baby, burn
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| Yeah, catalyst
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| Giver of faith, I’m on fire with you
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| So we can fade away, yeah
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| We can fade away
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| So bury me with your guilt in the desert in the beating sun
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| We can’t float forever, enemy, the prize, that prize, the enemy
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| So bury me with your guilt in the desert in the beating sun
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| We can’t float forever, enemy, the prize, that prize, the enemy
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| Deliver me
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| Now |