| Out of everyone I knew here
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| You were the honest one, you’re the honest one
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| Empire and a crown of fun
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| Today you get two for one
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| And the rope around your neck will a call halo when you’re gone
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| In front of the screen so long
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| Your eyes fell out
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| Anything for your daily bread
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| Shirt tucked in, you’re shaking hands
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| Your arms fell off, and your arms fell off
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| Every station, broadcasting
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| It gets better and you can move on
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| But they’re dead wrong
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| Dead, dead, dead wrong
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| Out of everyone I knew here
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| You were the honest one, yeah the honest one
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| They start trampling
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| The ever absent family
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| Weighing what to keep and what to throw away
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| And your arms fell off, and your arms fell off
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| Every station, broadcasting
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| It gets better and you can move on
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| But they’re dead wrong
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| Dead, dead, dead wrong
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| I don’t belong, I don’t belong
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| Down again like I said I was
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| Down again like I said I was
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| I never knew that
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| Some things you can’t turn away
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| Your blanket’s warm but
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| Can it keep the frost at bay?
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| The heater’s on
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| But will it stay that way?
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| Seconds stretching out
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| A pattern crystalized
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| Same 9 to 5
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| 16 to 65
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| 16 to 65
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| Every station, broadcasting
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| It gets better and you can move on
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| But they’re dead wrong
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| Dead, dead, dead wrong
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| I don’t belong, I don’t belong
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| Down again like I said I was
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| Down again like I said I was
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| Dead wrong, dead, dead, dead wrong… |