You can go out and destroy,
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What's already spent.
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You can blame on your hat,
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The faults in your head.
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The more you pass through my pores
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The worse it gets.
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At or in,
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What place did you think
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Your mind would fit?
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When did you realize
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That you couldn't follow this out
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Through to the end.
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Clearly this is your loss.
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Clearly it's not my loss.
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Clearly it's just bad luck.
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Clearly it doesn't mean a thing.
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Cause she's an indie rocker
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And nothing's gonna stop her.
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Her fashion fits.
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Cause she's an indie rocker
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And nothing's gonna stop her.
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Plumbline says she's a bitch.
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And that's a lot to reject
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If that's the best you can do.
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And that's a lot to accept
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If that's the best you can do.
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You've got a great collection of things
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Cause that's the best you can do.
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Clearly this is your loss.
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Clearly it's not my, my loss.
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Clearly it's just bad luck.
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Clearly it doesn't mean a thing, mean a thing, mean a thing.
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She's an indie rocker
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And nothing's gonna stop her.
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(Mean a thing)
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(repeat 3 times)
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Plumbline
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Archers of Loaf |