I'll give you this confession
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I am taking you with me
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Where we can contemplate our chemistry
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And your eyes were lined with questions
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With the blood rushing to waste
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To take this feeling with us to our graves
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To our graves
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I get the feeling we're so misdirected
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I get the feeling we have lost control
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Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
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We're dropping out into the so unknown
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So unknown, yeah.
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And we won't wake up on Sunday
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So I'm building us a church
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Where we can sleep in
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With the gods at work
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And our friends will write us letters
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They'll never understand why we don't call
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We're hiding out until the empire falls
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Let it fall.
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I get the feeling we're so misdirected
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I get the feeling we have lost control
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Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
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We're dropping out into the so unknown
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If we have lost control,
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We're drifting slow
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Into the so unknown
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If we have lost control,
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We're drifting slow
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So we drop out
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And I'll give you this confession,
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I am taking you with me.
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I get the feeling we're so misdirected
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I get the feeling we have lost control
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Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
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We're dropping out into the so unknown
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I get the feeling we got disconnected
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I get the feeling we have lost control
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Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
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We're dropping out into the so unknown
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You're so unknown, yeah.
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We're so unknown.
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The so unknown, yeah
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Drop Out - The So Unknown
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Jack's Mannequin |