Time to share a story from this odd balcony
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And we'll make it tasty with sweet melodies
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And the sardonic wit and costumed rhetoric
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And we'll giggle from beneath our blanket of shtick
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We exaggerate and we pontificate
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And leave out the details that incriminate
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You can catch us peek out from behind the metaphors
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Just long enough to see if anyone is catching on
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Hide in the songs
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Hide in the songs
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Hide in the songs we must confess
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Our lives are not really as hopeless,
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Heartless, haunted as we'd like to think
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yeah we're just privileged brats
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And we barely understand
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What it means to be oppressed
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We just crave something real
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To let out how we feel
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So we can start making payments
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On our sizable emotional debt
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We hide in the songs
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Where We Hide
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