| Still alive, contender
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| And then all that’s rendered now is lost
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| Like innocence or memories
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| You can find them floating in the sea
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| Every time you think about it
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| It’s just not working anymore
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| I hope you’re right
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| And if you can find a way around it
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| Would you please tell me so I know
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| Wrong from right
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| They congregate and spread back out
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| Watch them dancing there, they’re spinning with your doubts
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| Time to pretend that it don’t smell
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| Up on garbage island everything is well
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| Every time you think about it
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| It’s just not working anymore
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| I hope you’re right
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| And if you can find a way around it
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| Would you please tell me so I know
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| Wrong from right
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| Resin sticks onto the walls
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| Love it deep or not at
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| All it does is throw away
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| It’s not some stow away
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| It doesn’t have to be anything
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| It’s clever and ugly
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| It’s sheltered above me
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| It’s clever and ugly
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| It’s clever and so am I |