| If I’m wrong, I don’t care
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| If I’m right, I will be programmed and compared
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| If I crash, if I fail, I’ll be waiting for you deep in hell
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| Well it’s the loneliest place to go; |
| the loneliest place to hide
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| Look at us now, up in the sky! |
| We went and taught ourselves to fly!
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| Parasites sell advice and the weak will never trust what they’ve become,
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| They’re most safely and perfectly them:
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| Kissing 'cause they never fight…
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| They fist and they fuck through the night
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| Look at them now, up in the sky! |
| They went and taught themselves to die!
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| We won’t be paragraphed by silence
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| We won’t be hidden by the phone
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| We may appear sidetracked by violence, we may appear as barking dogs
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| Nothing is wrong, we are impossibly strong!
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| Gather your strength, believe everything you say
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| Never break down, follow, or blindly obey!
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| Look at us now, up in your skies! |
| We taught ourselves!
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| We taught ourselves!
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| We taught ourselves!
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| We taught ourselves!
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| We taught ourselves to fly! |