| This is my toothpaste moment, oh, I’ll need to flash a smile
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| I’ll be the super-absorbent-man, watch them flock to me in single file
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| And I’ll need to do it with style, I need to keep me up to date
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| Swallowing the sun run another mile, it’s overrated how we underrate
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| I dance in tune with what I fear
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| To do adrenaline
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| Completely rapt with what I hear
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| When passion colors everything
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| The songs I sing, from way out there to deep within
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| The face I wear behind my grin
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| The price I pay for my original sin
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| Everything, everything, everything
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| I have a mind for simple things, but things are not of mind to simplify
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| There’s always some loophole technicality you buy into and pay until you die
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| Money doesn’t bring me joy, it’s more like a darling dead weight
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| And I seem to have lost my appetite, it’s underrated how we overrate
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| I dance entangled with my dear
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| She pulls my every string
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| Completely trapped yet never here
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| When passion colors everything…
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| And when I’m finally brought to my senses
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| Parade the rain on my parade
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| Before I’m back to my defenses
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| To watch the whole thing escalate |