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To get caught would surely be the death of us all

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Only if you ride the tide

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One more walk through problems

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We're doing it wall to wall

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Of moving paper fantasy

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Take what is given you

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Now it cuts like a knife

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Plucked her eyebrows on the way

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She went away for the holidays

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The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation

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Reached out a hand to try again

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A hustle here, and a hustle there

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Courage Deep

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It is He who shall tread down the enemy

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I could tell you a lot, but that is not, in the Gentleman's Code

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The spheres are in commotion, the elements in harmony, she blinded me with science.

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Born high forever to fly

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Who’ll take the promise that you don’t have to keep?

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Kill the headlights and put it in neutral

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Like desperadoes waiting for a train

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Like desperadoes waiting for a train

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But, that’s not how it used to be

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I know what it means to hide your heart

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It’s much too late to find you think you’ve changed your mind

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A voice was heard in Ramah, lamentation, and bitter weeping

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Your sorry eyes cut through the bone

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He hears the silence howling, Catches angels as they fall

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I Sit and Watch as Tears Go By

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I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why

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You ain’t supposed to be here

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Thy choicest gifts in store, On her be pleased to pour, Long may she reign

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It isn’t by chance I happen to be, A boulevardier, the toast of Paris

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I can’t hear the echo of my footsteps

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Dragged a comb across my head

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Why so unforgiving, and why so cold? Been a long time crossing the Bridge of Sighs

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Can’t you smell that smell?

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Secrets stolen from deep inside, The drum beats out of time.

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Here we are, in a room full of strangers

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I’m all right Jack, keep your hands off my stack.

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A paradise to live in or see

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Sorry to have taken so long, must have been a bitch while I was gone, mind if I sit down for a while?

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With Eyes That Watch The World And Can’t Forget

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I’m doing all right, getting good grades, the future’s so bright...

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A Merman I Should Turn To Be

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Look around you. This is Minnesota.

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Graham’s Hierarchy of Disagreement lists name calling as the lowest type of argument in a disagreement, so I think that Minnesotans are due a little better refutation than that from our governor

I Won’t Have to Work, No More

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Our founding fathers left us a valuable gift, a trust fund of civil liberties and rights, along with the ability to amend the Constitution, which is the vessel of these, as becomes necessary.

The Rest Is Silence

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I See You Standing In It, Every Time.

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Turn Down For What?

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So who are these people? Are they all a bunch of lucky heirs to great fortunes? Thieves? What?

Turn Down For What?

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