| The yard was cold and dark
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| The tracks were clearly marked
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| But she was tired, she didn’t see
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| She was just out alone
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| She wasn’t going home
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| She was going somewhere far away
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| The train was moving through
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| As we know the world has to do
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| Everyone will say it was her fault
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| Somewhere, a camera placed
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| Inside this awful place
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| The accident is about to start
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| Was it a lie?
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| Was it a lie?
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| Did it fill your head?
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| Did it entertain?
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| Will you feel alive at the end of it?
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| When the collision came
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| She died right away
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| Her body flung almost sixty feet
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| And as she split in two
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| Was she coming straight for you?
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| And do you have a camera for a face?
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| Was she your TV show?
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| Was she your video?
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| A woman’s pain: never private, always seen
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| I want to close my eyes
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| I want to cut the wires
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| I want a day not made for you to see
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| Was it a lie?
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| Was it a lie?
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| Did it fill your head?
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| Did it entertain?
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| Will you feel alive at the end of it?
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| When you play it back to me, it feels more like a parody
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| Now, it’s all I will ever be
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| That’s all I will ever be
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| (You broadcast it in 50 states)
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| I really don’t care about it
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| (Looped her death on the internet)
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| I don’t care if it’s cold
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| (And a woman’s life got cheaper that day)
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| Now, I want to be the prettiest wreck you’ve seen
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| (A woman’s life got cheaper that day)
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| Did it fill your head?
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| Did it entertain?
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| Will you feel alive at the end of it? |