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I found a panel in the armoire |
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Beneath the |
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TV was a secret door |
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There was a ladder down to a tunnel |
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And I was walking underneath my floor |
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I walked for miles in the darkness |
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Until I popped up in my local gym |
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The lights were bright for working out |
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And then I saw you, you were talking to him |
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But he was talking to me |
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While he was looking at you |
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And he was mouthing his words |
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To meI'm just a kind of a cinema star |
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Just not the kind you think |
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And though my scenes deliver |
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Now my ship is beginning to sink |
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I put my love into every part |
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And have you ever seen |
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The arrows from my quiver |
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Piercing the golden queen? |
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Back in the tunnel |
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I heard the voices |
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Coming down from yesterday |
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I drank my bottle of sugar water |
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And headed out through the city's decay |
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Fell through a vent in a warehouse |
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Landed on a |
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Van Nuys sound stage |
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You helped me up, you in your glasses |
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A cold, naked |
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California sage |
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And though |
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I knew it was you |
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It was so hard to believe |
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The written words that you spoke |
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Were trueI'm just a kind of a cinema star |
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Just not the kind you think |
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And though my scenes deliver |
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Now my ship is beginning to sink |
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I put my love into every part |
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And have you ever seen |
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My body starts to shiver |
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When I fill up your |
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TV screen? |
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I'm just a kind of a cinema star |
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Just not the kind you think |
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And though my scenes deliver |
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Now my ship is beginning to sink |
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I put my love into every part |
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And have you ever seen |
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The arrows from my quiver |
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Piercing the golden queen? |
