This verse is chloroform
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a chemical to bring you down.
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The worst is understood
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to be augmented into sound.
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I feel the chemicals
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erasing melodies in my mind.
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And I don't want to know what happened to
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the little songs that filled the sky.
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Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love
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the same song that you saved from the silence.
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Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love now.
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The chorus then appeared
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to be a tad mischievous.
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I kept your fantasy
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the queen of melody and sound.
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We found euphoria
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a second late for the songs that have died.
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The microphone injected static dreams
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the speakers melted us inside.
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Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love
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the same song that you saved from the silence.
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Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love now
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Chloroform
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| The Evan Anthem |
