Go!
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Alright!
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We walk it straight and narrow
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We take this path straight to hell
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We want a quick solution
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We put ourselves inside a pill
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Damnation, salvation can't see a difference anyway
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We get so medicated that we don't even care
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We've got to be put to rest
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After we're born to death
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You see I just met you
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And now I'm trying to forget you
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I get so disconnected
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I lose my love everyday
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I lose it on the street and
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Freak out, well and I don't know what to say
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I don't know, I don't know what to say
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I don't know where to begin
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I know I don't belong (out of the law)
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We've got to be put to rest
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After we're born too death
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Gravity makes a sound
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Pills mean, so get ill, get infected
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No sweat just give us injections
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You feel sentimental
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Deleted memory nothing special
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You see I just met you
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And now I'm trying to forget you
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Fuck you, I'm temperamental
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Self defense is fundamental
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel alright
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We fight to feel, we fight!
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