| Yeah, we’ve been torn apart
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| Pulled by horses
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| So we can all survive
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| Upload up our faces
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| To kill the boredom
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| In our personal bee hive
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| Lost in chaos of remedy
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| Soldiers with no guns
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| Call the movement to get no answers
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| Mathematicians with no sums
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| We’re not falling down a rabbit hole
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| We take the pills so we can see
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| We got everything we need
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| We’re just not free
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| All the places that we’ve seen
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| Seem like a distance memory
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| We got love for the obscene
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| When we’re stuck in project:19
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| Kill the power
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| Kill the lights
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| Clap out side your door
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| Got respect for the energy
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| But they can’t take much more
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| Lust is becoming
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| An excuse for freedom
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| In this isolation parade
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| Beautiful people with their dirty apps
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| Can’t wait to get fucking laid
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| We’re not falling down a rabbit hole
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| We take the pills so we can see
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| We got everything we need
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| We’re just not free
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| All the places that we’ve seen
|
| Seem like a distance memory
|
| We got love for the obscene
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| When we’re stuck in project:19
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| All the places that we’ve seen
|
| Seem like a distance memory
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| We got love for the obscene
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| When we’re stuck in project:19
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| When we’re stuck in project:19
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| When we’re stuck in project:19 |