Look up, what do you see?
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All of you and all of me
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Fluorescent and starry
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Some of them, they surprise
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The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
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This letter
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Fields of poppies, little pearls
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All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
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Each and every one a little scary
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I said your name
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I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
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Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
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Dreaming of Maria Callas
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Whoever she is
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This fame thing, I don't get it
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I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
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Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
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I can take you far
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This star thing, I don't get it
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I'll take you over, there
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I'll take you over, there
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Aluminum, tastes like fear
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Adrenaline, it pulls us near
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I'll take you over
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It tastes like fear, there
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I'll take you over
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Will you live to 83?
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Will you ever welcome me?
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Will you show me something that
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nobody else has seen?
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Smoke it, drink
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Here comes the flood
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Anything to thin the blood
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These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
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Phone, eat it, drink
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Just another chink
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Cuts and dents, they catch the light
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Aluminum, the weakest link
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I don't want to disappoint you
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I'm not here to anoint you
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I would lick your feet
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But is that the sickest move?
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I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
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And who'd have thought tomorrow
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could be so strange?
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My loss, and here we go again
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I'll take you over, there
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I'll take you over, there
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Aluminum, tastes like fear
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Adrenaline, it pulls us near
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I'll take you over
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It tastes like fear, there
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I'll take you over
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Look up, what do you see?
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All of you and all of me
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Fluorescent and starry
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Some of them, they surprise
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I can't look it in the eyes
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Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
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Cherry-flavored neck and collar
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I can smell the sorrow on your breath
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The sweat, the victory and sorrow
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The smell of fear, I got it
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I'll take you over, there
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I'll take you over, there
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Aluminum, tastes like fear
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Adrenaline, it pulls us near
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I'll take you over
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It tastes like fear, there
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I'll take you over
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Pulls us near
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Tastes like fear.
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Nearer, nearer
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Over, over, over, over
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Yeah, look over
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I'll take you there, oh, yeah
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I'll take you there
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Oh, over
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I'll take you there
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Over, let me
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I'll take you there..
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There, there, baby, yeah
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E-Bow the Letter
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| R.E.M. |
