Seeing how the world is a fast direction.
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One blink can cause mass destruction.
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One word and it's instant satisfaction.
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Go riding on the arms of gratification.
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Gravels on the road of your destination
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but you've drifted into your own vacation.
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Driving a car through an open shop window.
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Grabbing the goods like a stressed out weasel.
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Alarms call the shots, even after you're gone.
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Just taste test the world, just taste test the world.
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Can't stop the ringing that comes from a phone.
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Fantasy, reality blurs and it moans at me.
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Person to person I can't seem to meet.
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I'm offering my all but I can't move my feet.
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and I've no answer but troubles recall.
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They play like a moving picture when.
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I sink, fall, sliding in and
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I dine alone in my own facade.
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I've got these needs and the playing cards.
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Deal from the pack that I rgged before.
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Received me an ace then a seven then a four.
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Spinning the wheel for the magical number.
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Fresh for the kid which has had no slumber.
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I've really never had a day before.
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I gave myself away so it's love I saw.
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Life is mud when you feel like this
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but soon happiness will make me forget.
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feeling real good is what counts to me.
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My money has provided this security.
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My body's injected so here I lie.
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but meaning is something that I cannot buy
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Taste Test
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Beanbag |