It's hard to feel obsolete
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It's hard to feel your skirts are showing
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You pull and tug to hide the works
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That keep the whole thing going
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And you don't know where you stand
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And you feel so small and thin
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And if you are dismissed
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Will another take you in?
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Walking through a hall of doors
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Looking through a million portals
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Everyone is having fun
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Everybody seems immortal
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And you don't know where you stand
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And did something pass you by?
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And if you are dismissed
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Will you get another try?
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Are you and I an apparition
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Flickering up on the screen
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Sending out our best transmissions
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Waiting in our velveteen
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Tell me you can really see me
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It's hard to feel disqualified
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For living in a different time
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As if the train will only stop
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For the current paradigm
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And I don't know where we are
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Are we passing through these wires
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Are we walking through the streets
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Of invisible empires
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And I know I shouldn't care
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If I'm out or if I'm in
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Cause if I am dismissed
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Oh you always take me in
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Obsolete
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Sara Groves |