Back in the days when I burned out
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I wondered to myself just why I never got it figured out
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I'm a hero on a mission in a protoplasmic sphere
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In another couple minutes I'll up and disappear
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Naivete is the key to getting caught up
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In a side of life that brings you up and tries to keep you down
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In an effort to suppress the most ecclesiastical of beings in
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the modern town
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We used to be the ones who said:
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No way, No way, I'm never gonna take that
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No way, No way, I'm never gonna touch that
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No way, No way, I'm never gonna do that
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Finally one day you'll give in then you'll be a burnout waste of
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(fucking) time.
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My time is up, my mind is spun
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Sitting without direction and I can't get nothing done.
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With a zero facing upwards and imaginary friends
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On a downward moving sidewalk on a street that never ends.
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Got no time for thinking, no time for reasoning
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I'm just a screaming siren in a world that has no sound.
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My feeble mind is set on autopilot
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With a socket wrench with which to pound me right into the ground.
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Syncopated and serrated, go a ride-accelerated,
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Got it right in front of me, right in front of me.
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You know that I got it and you're never gonna take it away!
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No Way
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Agent 51 |