I think of things that bring people down
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I'm the type of person no one wants around
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Everyone stares at me wherever I go
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They all suck, what do they know?
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They're living inside a designer world
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A fresh and clean pretty little world
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Reality to them is a new pair of shoes
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And trying ten pair before they choose
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I think of things that bring people down
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Out of the clouds and back to the ground
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Where the fish lie belly up in black water
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Where the boy next door is fucking your dog
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Your living inside a plastique world
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Slick and modern pseudo world
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Where what you want is what you get
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Package after package of plastique shit
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Plastique
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| D.R.I. |
