| Here we are but this is not quite like the movies.
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| Everything plays out in real time.
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| The pretty boys oh pretty girls and orchestral moments.
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| No I got no goods to rely???
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| Just news events and presidents
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| wild life graffiti rain it wont fall down from the sky
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| designer bags and make me mug???
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| expensive new seekers shouting for space in my mind
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| where is the one who is coming to save me
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| where is the smile in the final embrace
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| and where is the twist at the end of the story
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| where everything falls into place
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| please dont ask me
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| im too busy biding my time
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| with magazines obsessive dreams
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| credit cards and old age?
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| talking to the loud one inside
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| every starts and playing parts
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| making the ends me???
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| and waiting for trains to arrive
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| where is the one who is coming to save me
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| where is the smile in the final embrace
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| and where is the twist at the end of the story
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| where everything falls into place
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| please dont ask me
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| im too busy biding my time
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| and am not hopeless or helpless
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| for growing insane
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| but one day glee to the next day??? |
| its all the same
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| so where is I the futures fine
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| and get all to myself?
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| ill play the strung???
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| where is the one who is coming to save me
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| where is the smile in the final embrace
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| and where is the twist at the end of the story
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| where everything falls
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| into place
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| please dont ask me
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| im too busy biding my time
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| please dont ask me
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| im too busy biding my time |