So you wrote me a letter
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Which I thought was really kind
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I don't recall which song it was
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But there is one you really liked
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And you asked me so innocently
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Of my inspiration
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Why I write the songs I sing
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The reasons why I make them
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Nothing here is what it seems
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Risk the wreckage of your dreams
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So that you are always shopping
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To steal away the cash you're dropping
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Listen to me when I say
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Fantasies are built to fade
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There you are, you're always shopping
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Even try, there is no stopping
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Don't misunderstand me
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It always makes me smile
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When I can serenade you
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As you're rolling down the aisles
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On this journey of your soul's desire
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The paradise of goods
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You're doing just exactly
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What I think you should
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Nothing here is what it seems
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Risk the wreckage of your dreams
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So that you are always shopping
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While you roll, you're really rocking
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Listen to me when I say
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Fantasies are built to fade
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There you are, you're always wanting
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You don't have is always haunting
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Still one thing I have to say
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My confession's not complete
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I've made is sound as if all this
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Has nothing to do with me
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Surely is not anything
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Further from the truth
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When I have pretty things to gain
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And only useless things to lose
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Wish there were another way
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I must keep the wolves at bay
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I hope that you don't find it shocking
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Rock and roll is built on shopping
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If you?re searching for my soul
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Come check out my chains of gold
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Grab your purse and let's go shopping
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For lingerie and silky stockings
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Let's go shopping together
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So that we can find ourselves
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So that we can buy ourselves
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Let's go shopping together
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'Cause we are always by ourselves
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We are always by ourselves
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Let's go shopping together
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So that we can find ourselves
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Shopping
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Duncan Sheik |