You suck the life
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Out of the crowd
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Without a sound.
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I see you kind all around and
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Of course, you're all one in the same.
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You suck the light
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Out of a room
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With merely a glance.
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You are the slave of a clone
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Of a petrified fool on a throne
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So shame on you.
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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You betrayed me
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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You're not the same.
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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You still need me
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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Be careful
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We're watching
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And you can feel us stalking
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we're patience and thorough.
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You'll never see us let go.
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You suck the life
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Out of the new
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With all that you do.
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They are naive are driven to find their own identity.
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You strip the joy
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Out of their souls
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With all of your rules
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You are the fashion of now
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And the sickened flavor of cool.
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So shame on you.
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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You betrayed me
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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You're not the same.
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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You still need me
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You're in a trance
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You're in a trance
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Be careful
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We're watching
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And you can feel us stalking
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We're patience and thorough.
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You'll never see us let go
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We'll tear your heart right out of your chest:
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You're already dead.
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You can surrender
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Or savor the scent of your old victories.
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We'll steal the fire out of your eyes
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And turn it on you
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We are the thorn in your side
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And the bullet to blow you apart
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Blow you apart.
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Trance
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Juliana Theory |