You ’re all alone
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You ’re fixing lamen
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You pour hot water in
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Where are your thoughts wandering as you
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Wait there?
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Come back to life and be high
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Stop sending
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Sigh and indefinite
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Gender equality at times even if we mourn
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The eve of mental collapse
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Wait, Sunday driver
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If you're crying, don't listen
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You who have blossomed talent
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Skillful veteran paper driver for hikki hike
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Goodbye in 3 minutes Nice to meet you
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See, yess I really am movein'on
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Aim the skeleton synthesizer
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Hit!
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The ranking inochi is short
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Come back to life and be high
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The appearance that is not close to
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Worn out and unrelenting
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Even if you scream, time is equal to grudges
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The eve of the collapse of the archipelago
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Wait, dynamite
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It doesn't work if the timer runs out
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You who wrecked love and hate
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Rock icon natural high time
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Goodbye in 3 minutes Nice to meet you
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See, yes U really are movin’on
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Immerse your brain in the equalizer
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Rock!
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The texture of music is long
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I ’m your record, I keep spinning round
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But now my groove is running down
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Do n’t look back brother get it on
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That first bite is but a moment away
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When I ’m gone, take your generator
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Shock
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Raise the dead on your turntable
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Up, up and away! |