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If you walk out and face up the day
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Somehow the look seems to fall off your face
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Wonder who¡¯s find all this a game
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Bet they¡¯re slipping down into decay
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La-la la-la la-la-la
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Somehow you fall down and pick up the ground
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Keep all the message and make it your sound
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Why not, why not, slip into ice
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If you want more take some advice
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Section 4 (La La)
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| The Polyphonic Spree |
