| I got my powers from a simple machine
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| With furry handles added by a lady
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| Well claim I could slide like Jimmy Lenew
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| So I moved it to the galaxy room
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| Dustin' my soft shoes and my purple JV’s
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| Queue at the club and there’s a laser beam
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| Now, I can’t stand
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| Shakin' my legs
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| So I
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| Blackout
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| Shout out
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| Shout out
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| I reach up and pull your eyes out
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| Step to my right
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| And then I’m wasting the soul
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| I f-f-fall on the floor
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| I put the 'com on your connection
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| Until the skinny girl says
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| (Power bleed!)
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| (I would bleed…)
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| Shout!
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| No optical wires, no control in the room
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| No spectacles, outfit to get into
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| My demons were blind as I doubled up with you
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| I reach up and pull your eyes out
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| Step to my right
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| And then I’m wasting the soul
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| I f-f-fall on the floor
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| Staring out
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| And if you open this door
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| You’ll find that gravity is on my side
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| Well call me the maze
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| Just? |
| it up, I can raise
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| Simple to blame
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| We get it up on the train
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| We need the power bleed
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| I reach up and pull your eyes out
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| Step to my right
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| And then I’m wasting the soul
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| I f-f-fall on the floor
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| I put the 'com on your connection
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| Until the skinny girl says
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| (Power bleed!) |