So, here I am again.
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Both of my eyes so, open wide and gleaming.
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Blank stares, with races running only an inch behind.
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Sit back and watch the pavement get closer as it aims for your face,
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as it aims for your face.
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So step back, let me take over.
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Step back, let me take over.
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Can you hear the silhouettes?
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The slim and dark figures.
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Rising like giants out of the shadows.
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They're crawling out.
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They're crawling out of our skin.
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Here I am again.
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We build ourselves, where monsters used to hide.
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So step back, let me take over.
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So step back, let me take over.
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And we're all whores, some of us just get paid.
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Oh, how we celebrate the mediocrity.
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My feelings crawl the walls.
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They crawl the walls, and finally fall.
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They finally fall.
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Like empires and old loves.
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Can you hear the silhouettes?
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The slim and dark figures.
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Rising like giants out of the shadows.
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They're crawling out.
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They're crawling out of our skin.
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(So step back, let me take over.)
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Oh, how we celebrate the mediocrity.
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(So step back, let me take over.)
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Oh, how we celebrate the mediocrity.
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(So step back, let me take over.)
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Oh, how we celebrate the mediocrity.
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(So step back, let me take over.)
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Two Birds Stoned At Once
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| Chiodos |
