| I’d rather have a water-fight than go to war to fight.
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| Stone. |
| Cold. |
| Soul.
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| I did use to have one. |
| It wasn’t very good.
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| Ages ago.
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| I lost my keys in a glass of wine,
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| Had too much pudding and a cocaine line,
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| You have to many, it makes you tired.
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| You become unfaithful; |
| not to be desired…
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| Fuck it,
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| I’ll click upload and be world-wide-woven
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| Inside your heads!
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| Dive swim inside my mind
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| Happy, free and blind Mr. 's and Mrs.
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| Friend’s friends can attach me
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| to computers with keyboards.
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| Friend’s friends! |
| A cyberlution!
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| But there’s two ends on its sword.
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| Can you picture loads of doors?
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| Down empty corridors…
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| Filled with gamblers and thieves and whores.
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| Everybody’s famous.
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| Everybody, everybody…
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| Everybody’s famous.
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| I lost my knees in a glass of wine,
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| Had too much pudding and a cocaine line,
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| You have too many, it makes you tired.
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| You become unfaithful; |
| not to be admired…
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| Fuck it,
|
| I’ll click upload and be world-wide-woven
|
| Inside your heads!
|
| Dive swim inside my mind
|
| Happy, free and blind Mr. 's and Mrs.
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| Friend’s friends can attach me
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| To computers with keyboards.
|
| Friend’s friends! |
| A cyberlution!
|
| But there’s two ends on its sword.
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| Especially when the lights go out.
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| Friend’s friends can attach me
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| To computers with keyboards.
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| Friend’s friends! |
| A cyberlution!
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| But there’s two ends on its sword.
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| Especially. |
| When the lights. |
| Go out! |