Oh brother, now we're going undercover
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Cause shes more than just a lover to me
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Can't you see that there's a reason
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For this heresy and treason
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It's the season for instability
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Good lovin' two and one more in the oven
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This is way above a discovery
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Supercede your jurisdiction
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Let's pretend that this is fiction
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Make a story out of all that we see
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So can we agree enough is enough?
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Madeline sees the magazines for the trees
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So she tells me that
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Everything needs some time in the sun
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Everyone breathes their oxygen quietly
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Carefully carrying along
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Hey neighbor, can I ask you for a favor?
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See I'm sketching up the neighborhood's dreams
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Cause I need to hit the walls
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Of coffee bars and shopping malls
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And show the world a side that they've never seen
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So what do you think about teaming up?
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Gravity sleeps when we see
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That all we are is not all we will be
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Pretend That This Is Fiction
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| The Pink Spiders |
