| Why is everything so grey, is everything so strange
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| Is everything so thrown together by mistake?
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| Why is everything contrite, is everything a plight
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| Is everything so insincere and out of sight?
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| Why does everything seem wrong?
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| Does everything look dull?
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| Does everything seem blasted like it don’t belong?
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| I wanna make it away, I wanna make it away
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| I wanna make it a gross misadventure
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| I wanna make you all
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| I wanna make you all
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| I wanna make you
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| Lie to me, lie to me
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| When did everything go bad, did everything fall flat?
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| Did everything decay and lose itself so fast?
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| When did everything succumb, did everything go numb?
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| Did everything lobotomize what it’s become?
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| When does everything come back?
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| Does everything relapse?
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| Does everything save face and find itself at last?
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| I wanna show you the way, I wanna show you the waste
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| I wanna show you the worst misadventure
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| I wanna show you all
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| I wanna show you all
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| I wanna show you how to
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| Die for me, die for me
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| I wanna give it away, I wanna give it the waste
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| I wanna give it the worst misadventure
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| I wanna give it all
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| I’m gonna give it all
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| I’ll never give up
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| Lie to me
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| Die for me
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| Now everything’s a lie, everything’s your lie
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| Everything’s a face inside another lie
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| Now everything’s a side, everything’s one side
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| Everything depends on just which side you’re on |