| Blank your mind kid, blank your mind
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| Just blank your mind until it’s fine
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| Just take me out, inspect my hair
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| Blame a song then switch it out
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| Yeah switch it out, I’m telling you
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| Take me out, detach, relent
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| It’s all you have
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| It’s all you hate
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| It’s all in vain
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| Selling souls
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| To the newly widowed
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| On Priestly Lane
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| But it’s all in vain
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| I’m sitting naked in a photograph
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| What’s the point in expensive bands
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| I wanna run, wanna see it in the sun
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| Wanna be that way on a one way street
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| I’m someone you can’t save
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| I’m someone you can’t save
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| Blank your mind kid, blank your mind
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| Just blank your mind, it’s killing time
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| Let the games become your friend
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| Blame them all, they did you wrong
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| They did you wrong, I’m telling you
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| Take 'em out, detach, repent
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| It’s all you have
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| It’s all you hate
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| It’s all in vain
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| Selling souls
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| To the newly widowed
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| On Priestly Lane
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| But it’s all in vain
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| I’m sitting naked in a photograph
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| What’s the point in expensive things
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| I wanna run, wanna see it in the sun
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| Wanna be that way on a one way street
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| I’m sitting naked in a photograph
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| I got a car and it’s built to crash
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| I wanna run, wanna see it in the sun
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| Wanna be that way on a one way street
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| I’m someone you can’t save
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| I’m someone you can’t save
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| I’m someone you can’t save |