It's taken over
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Against the grain, against the wall
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I'm thinking everyday
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Is nothing everlasting?
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I miss your patience
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I miss the ground beneath
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I'm asking everything of you
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I know that the way it's often said and done is unavoidable
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When you're talking to yourself
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I know fairy tales are make believe
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But I can wait around
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Up on the roof, Up on the shelf
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Life
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It's taken over
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I can't bear when the waitings all been done
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And I've still not had my fun
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It's taken over, Yea
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Turn off your bedroom eyes, sad and lonely
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I'll pack up all my shit, I'll sell all my CD's
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We've confirmation of no reverberation
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that's what I'm asking anything of you
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I know that the way it's often cool up
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When you're reading off the walls
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I know fiction can't always releive
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But I can wait around
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Up on the roof, Up on the shelf
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Life
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It's taken over
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I can't bear when the waitings all been done
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And I've still not had my fun
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They took a razorblade
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And cut them both right down
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Quiet dark resume
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It's taken over
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It's taken over
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Shelf Life
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