| Since they’ve come, I’ve tried to go it straight
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| But I’ve got no clue how to
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| Was gonna make it up just now, try to
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| Come up with some high-brow move
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| Kid gloves, and stranger loves you’ve known
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| You sort it out somehow
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| You used to chime in quietly, you sing
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| But you’re a moaner now
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| Think of all the life we’re saving
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| Think of all the waves we’re breaking
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| Is it too late to live in your heart
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| Too late to burn all your civilian clothes?
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| As you break into a million parts
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| Too late to learn it? |
| Yes, we’re all elbows
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| This is the world of the theater
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| This is the world of the theater
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| All the phantom minor notes they passed
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| You on your way to dying
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| They called you from their hiding places on
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| The shoulders of your giants
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| Think of all the cold they’re braving
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| Think of all the ways we’re caving
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| Is it too late to live in your heart
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| Too late to burn all your civilian clothes?
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| As you break into a million parts
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| Too late to learn it, will it come to blows?
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| This is the world of the theater
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| This is the world of the theater
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| Is it too late to live in your heart
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| Too late to burn all your civilian clothes?
|
| As you break into a million parts
|
| Too late to learn it? |
| Yes, we’re all elbows
|
| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| Conquerors at the daybreak
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| This is the world of the theater
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| This is the world of the theater |