| Standing by hypocrisy is the better part of me, fighting about authority;
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| a fight about the hand that feeds. |
| It makes me wanna leave, so let’s go
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| And right across the room she is; |
| the flame inside this dark abyss,
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| trying to enlighten us but all we are is dead fish. |
| It makes me so sick,
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| so let’s go
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| And I see fire, fire everywhere but no one really seems to care.
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| It’s burning, burning, can’t you see the smoke?
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| So water, water take me back. |
| I cannot cope with this fact. |
| I say: let’s go
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| And so she brings another round. |
| Screamin' from the darkness of the underground.
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| But in the train of thought she’s passing by, they see the fire in her eyes
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| but what the fire is about is once again just drifting off from shore
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| And when your just another shot away from grasping what she tryin' to say,
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| the candles have been burning for too long
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| Of misogyny she testified, but all that you could clarify was «No,
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| you don’t know what you’re doin'»,"No, you don’t know what you’re sayin"
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| I can’t take it anymore, let’s go |