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I danced a tango with my hubris high on youth |
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We swept across the dance floor to subjective truth |
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But there was no harmony there |
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No reason for coexistence |
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Nothing to span the distance, now |
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Do we even know who we are |
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Living like all life is forfeit |
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Like we can just go redefine it |
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Regardless what we broke |
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Who died and made us stars |
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With our intellectual gambits |
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Our millionaire flair and our antics |
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We're like mirrors seen through smoke |
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I tried a shanty with the fool to find my pace |
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Anything from puns to jests to intertwine our ways |
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But there was no loyalty to hope |
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And funny the need for mercy |
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How it makes us bleed all mercy, now |
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| [02:30.47] |
Do we even know who we are |
| [02:33.83] |
Living like all life is forfeit |
| [02:37.30] |
Like we can just go redefine it |
| [02:41.30] |
Regardless what we broke |
| [02:44.88] |
Who died and made us stars |
| [02:48.00] |
With our intellectual gambits |
| [02:51.97] |
Our millionaire flair and our antics |
| [02:55.30] |
We're like mirrors seen through smoke |
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Now the melody's void of sympathy cos that shit's in byte size bits on YouTube |
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So tell me what am I supposed to do |
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When the malady's no remedy |
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Till we reach the lowest absolute |
| [03:57.94] |
And necessity will finally force something through what's walling you |
| [04:08.51] |
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| [04:19.92] |
Do we even know who we are |
| [04:23.83] |
Living like all life is forfeit |
| [04:27.54] |
Like we can just go redefine it |
| [04:31.19] |
Regardless what we broke |
| [04:35.56] |
Who died and made us stars |
| [04:38.35] |
With our intellectual gambits |
| [04:42.18] |
Our millionaire flair and our antics |
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We're like mirrors seen through smoke |
