If you could see yourself the way that I do
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You might change a thing or two
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You wouldn't look so angry
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You'd know it doesnt look good on you
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So grab your coat
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And grab your hat
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There ain't no stayin if we're comin back
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Cause something's gone
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So terribly wrong
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Here in pleasantville
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Do you remember how we'd stay out so late
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We use to have so much fun
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We use to wish that the mornin' sun just would never come
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Look at us now
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We're tucked in tight
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We're just praying for a little light
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Cause something's gone
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So terribly wrong
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Here in pleasantville
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I need to tell you now as we leave
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That it's much worse than you would believe
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And no matter how far you think you've been
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The beginning, that's where you are
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So I'm using my last match
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I'll put a fire up on every hill
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And burn down Pleasantville
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We never did learn to use our voices
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We never thought that we'd be heard
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The only way they'd ever listen
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If we scream every word
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Beause there ain't nothing in our walk
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That just aint the kind of luck that we got
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So let's move on
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Cause something's gone
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So terribly wrong
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Here in pleasantville
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Here In Pleasantville
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