Nothing breeds more contempt for this world than the memories now formed
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Every moment a new seed is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds
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For the trials of today, I'm no jury
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Really don't care how you feel
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The pleasant notion of miraculous change drifts into multiple jeers
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Jeers
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You want the good life
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You break your back
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You Snap Your Fingers, You Snap Your Neck
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Seconds drip through my hands, washed of moments unborn
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All the spaces between bleed, a tribute to a sacrament never exposed
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A message to the forces I've no pity, don't know how thankful to feel
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Expectations of our daily bread gives me the hunger to steal
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You want the good life
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You break your back
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You Snap Your Fingers, You Snap Your Neck
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Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck
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Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck
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| Grinspoon |
