| I am a third world product of inflation
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| Some second handed information down
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| So you can watch me burn
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| I am a good boy with some bad ideas
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| The only child of all your fears, now
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| These days will play along like when we were imbeciles.
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| I’m done, done, with the same old, same old.
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| Sift from something more than just a common cold
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| I’m done, done, with the same old, same old.
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| Save, me from the light.
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| I am a pure few for all your fires.
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| The spitting image of your worst desires
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| Now, sit back and live and learn.
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| So come on now and get it right
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| It’s only alone and a waste of time
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| Just come down.
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| These days will play along like when we were imbeciles.
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| I’m done, done, with the same old, same old.
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| Sift from something more than just a common cold
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| I’m done, done, with the same old, same old.
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| Save.
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| I can be a mean, I can show what you’ve made.
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| Burning to the ceiling, so I can spark a flame.
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| These days will play along like when we were imbeciles.
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| I’m done, done, with the same old, same old.
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| Sift from something more than just a common cold
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| I’m done, done, with the same old, same old.
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| So kiss me goodbye,
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| 'Cause I die until tomorrow for the better life
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| Save. |