You got no reason to go
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I'll make it up, I don't know
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You got no reason to stay
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Anyway, any day
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The flowers down the side of the house this morning
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The tiny wheels within the whirl
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A date pulled backwards and then left drowning
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So the future can't uncurl
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You've got no reason to laugh
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Lead you down, telepath
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You've got no reason to cry
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Anyhow, any why
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The women by the shore in the night are leaving
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The angry dawn slyly grins
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The soul scraper air that the boys are breathing
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Assembled parts, tiny sins
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You've got no reason to live
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Pheremone
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You've got no reason to die
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Anyhow, any time
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The music and the traffic and the rain are blending
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The water meters, the fire escapes
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Children in the present moment unending
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Nobody knows their former shapes
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You've got no reason to live
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Pheremone
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You've got no reason to die
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Anyhow, any time
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Telepath
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| The Church |
