| The same old tricks still making you, making you sick
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| A head in bits from all this shit
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| Who said we’re friends just let’s pretend we’re dead
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| So you tried hitching a ride, all you got was a kick in
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| the face
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| Turned on, dropped out of the human race
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| Too much too soon, bittersweet the aftertaste
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| Look at all the things a mind can do to you
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| There’s two sides to every gun and nothing left to lose
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| Where’s the unity?
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| Cracking up in front of me
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| Where’s the unity?
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| You’ve become your own obsession
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| The same old trap still yak yak yak yak
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| Another beer got the fear and it’s killed the laughs
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| Who said we’re friends just let’s pretend we’re dead
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| So we tried hitching a ride, all we got was a kick in
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| the face
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| Goty up, got back on the human race
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| And who said we’re dead take a look, the future stinks
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| Look at all the things a mind can do to you
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| There’s two sides to every gun and nothing left to lose
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| Where’s the unity?
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| Cracking up in front of me
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| Where’s the unity?
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| You’ve become your own obsession
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| Where’s the unity?
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| Rock 'n' roll conspiracy
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| f**k the unity
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| You’ve become your own obsession
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| Now the lights go down
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| 'Cos the music’s over and the world looks sober and
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| round
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| Watch the lights go down
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| Hey’s it never over, just a bit hungover
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| We’re sound |