dont you cry, your about to lose your grip
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take your eye, take the stone off the pedal
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theres no time to be facetious
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we meant every word we said
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last night i woke up cold of sweat
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the bitter taste in my mouth
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that has labeled me a weakness
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tonight we'll entertain our guests
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with a glass of water
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yet a taste i wont miss
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and you better get better
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[you better get better]
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so you can save our day
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[we are are better]
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and you better get better
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so you can save our day
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dont you cry, your about to lose your grip
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take your eye, take the stone off the pedal
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if time invites a light ahead
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and its followed by your body
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that is stapeled to the mattress
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tempt me with this broken purity
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and you better get better
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[you better get better]
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so you can save our day
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[we are are better]
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and you better get better
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we wont be the same
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and you better get better
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[you better get better]
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so you can save our day
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[we are are better]
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and you better get better
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so you can save our day
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thats been sitting in my pocket
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i havent lost my interest
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Modern Day Fire
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| a static lullaby |
