| Mass romantic fool wears Foster Grants
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| His books on tape ring true
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| Like everyone wants to say «I love you"To someone on the radio, radio
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| The first voice in the hollowed stars
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| Now the one true loves, and author of
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| «My Life Among the Kids Who Go to Shows.»
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| This is not the way.
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| In the streetlight dawn
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| In the streetlight dawn
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| This street turns on
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| Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets
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| When the curtain calls you speaking
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| On the themes of stolen virtue
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| missing from the radio, radio
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| Now this romantic duel is into the streets
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| Bon appetit, you’ve eaten me alive you realize
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| This is not the way
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| In the streetlight dawn
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| This beat turns on
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| This boy’s life among the electrical lights |