Some days he feels so empty
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Just a talking head
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Married to a Klingon
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Who could cream him in the press
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God could detonate him
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God's the one we pick to curse us
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And 25 years pass him
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Like an evening at the circus
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Surprise yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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There it is, the look, the winner you
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Once talked of being
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Give her one last kiss and
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Dive right out the window screaming
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No truth decent, It was summer from the waist down
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She blew the troops right off your feet
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She tells you she's God's grammy
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Surprise yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Her, the only game in town, a queen of competence
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Blind in front of mirrors, proving nothings says a lot
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Wham bam thank you Charlie
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Vanity is all
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You wander lonely to the scene
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A crawling up the walls
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Don't sacrifice yourself
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Sacrifice Yourself
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David Bowie |