I'm one of those things you save forever but never need
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Like an old newspaper no one has time to read
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This child has grown into a dead end
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Since I lost the power to pretend
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But it's alright, that's who I am inside
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Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day
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That's no superhero standing right in front of us
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So take this pocket full of kryptonite and beat it back to Metropolis
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There'sonly room for one on this microphone
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In my finest hour I'm still alone
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But old news can change, as memories float downstream
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So don't judge me by my failures, only by my dreams
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Non-Toxic
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| SR-71 |
