Apr 17, 2007 06:24
Why don't you come with me little girl?
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see?
Why don't you tell your dreams to me?
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away
A very merry unbirthday to you!
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If you want me to,
Boy, I could lie to you
You don't need one of these to let me inside of you
And is it true that devils end up like you?
Something safe for the picture frame
And is it true that devils end up like you?
So tied up, you don't know how she came
You sign "Prince of Darkness", try "Squire of Dimness"
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Drowning in her seat
Running like an angel
She was crying but you could not see
Now see everyone's watching
As she starts to fall
Now don't have a breakdown
You will hit the freakin wall
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
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I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I can't control my shakes
How the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong...
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this
Is it a dream or a memory?
Your world is gone, no turning back
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In your face, I call your bluff
It ain't karma, it ain't luck
Me, I just don't give a...
All and all, your time is running out
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You're thinking way too slow
So we're creating answers
On our own
We can't relate
To what you think you know
And you create
The problems that will never
Go away
Everyone's here
Waiting for you to finally be one of us
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I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
Cause who I am hates who I've been
Who I am hates who I've been
Don't come around here no more
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Ba dubi dop ba do bop,
Ba dubi dop ba do. Oh yeah,
MMMBop ba dubi dop ba do bop,
Ba dubi dop ba do bop,
Ba dubi dop ba do
Everybody Wang Chung tonight!
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And we're the ones that did it,
It burned, burned, burned.
While the president ran and cried,
It burned, burned, burned.
And things were very historical,
And the Americans ran and cried like a bunch of little babies WaWaWa
In the war of 1812.
I'm fuckin' Craig!
Craig Christ!
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