I am coming this way
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Caught in this world
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Caught in this world
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Caught in this world
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You remember differing
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Who will save you?
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In your odd
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Who will be the first?
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And I feel sorry for all the anglophiles
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Who's a member of the sevenage of our club
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Let me see what's inside your backpack
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In a back full of bones
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And I know im in favor copied
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Are you caught in this land?
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Whats your odd?
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And I felt the tips of your paddling broken back up
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Scribbly written like a back capulary
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It beats all these coajulate seats
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That you so proudly wear around your necks like a badge of courage
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And this is where I'll be not having a bag of my privilege sworn
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And I'm wanted like a picket on your bleeding
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How blurred is it?
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How bad is it?
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Go to your...
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Tell me if the pair allergic
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Has equized in the used screams
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It has sewers swallowing in the vast fellony
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Its a blood sail in its hills
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It distracted to the animal farm
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Caught in this world
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Caught in here...
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Caught In The Sun
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| Mars Volta |
