X'ing out the numbers puts me in a slumber
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Can't call for help and nobody's at home.
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Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion
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Fueled by superstition and slick tricks bright lights.
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It takes one million strips of paper fastened by one staple.
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To take the upper hand they say you've got to have a plan.
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Simple concentration, choked with hesitation,
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Simple conversation, no I don't understand.
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No, I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
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I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
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X'ing out the number put me in a slumber
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So hard to call for help when nobody's at home.
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Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion
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Fueled by superstition, stuck in repetition.
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You're calling me a liar, there's more smoke than fire.
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More smoke than fire if you're calling me a liar.
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On a million strips of paper, fastened by one staple.
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In one word, shut it down, shut it down.
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No, I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
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I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
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No, I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
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Slick Tricks and Bright Lights
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| Archers of Loaf |
