| Life like a b-side, a medicated verse
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| Fall in the frontline, and back to middle earth
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| Mannequin woman, can’t set myself in motion
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| Feel the blood pumping but cannot find a pulse
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| Oh I just don’t, just don’t know, know, know
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| Spent a month to be quiet, a few days to be cool
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| My friends were my counselors, and they told me what to do
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| There’s always a point, a point of no return
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| Always something to give up
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| Always something to learn
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| Send my brain in circles, shed my bitter skin
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| Still a mannequin woman
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| Can’t set myself in motion
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| Oh I just don’t, just don’t know, know, know
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| Just don’t know (repeat) |