The blind are in a rage
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about the way we all were arranged
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Like the monkey throwing shit
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at the man who locked his cage
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I'm fed up with attention whores
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Find new things to tell me,
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to keep from getting bored
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In a still life picture, worth a thousand words
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portraits of desire to leave this silent world
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Once, i called it beauty
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now there's nothing left to say
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Look into these eyes and see how I have changed
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I'm fed up with attention whores
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Find new things to tell me,
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to keep from getting bored
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Pause for Effect
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Not a thing needs to be said
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It's all been said, better than you can
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Keep on asking yourself why you do this
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When you know without doubt words are useless
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Let your eyes lead the way, to say what you need to say
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I like it...yeah...this communication breakdown!
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Pause for Effect
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Not a thing needs to be said
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It's all been said, better than you can
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I refuse, I refuse,
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I refuse to do this, your words are useless
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I like it...yeah...this communication breakdown!
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Lyrics - Rev/St James
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Music - St James/Fedge
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Pause for Effect
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Into Darkness |