I was in Pittsburgh when I saw Superman in the backroom
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He was doing lines or something in the bathroom
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I barely recognized him at all
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I saw him doing things you shouldn’t do with all that power
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I wish someone would have thrown him in the shower
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I barely recognized him at all
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That night I put my youth in a casket
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And buried it inside of me
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That night I saw through all the magic
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Now I’m a witness to the death of a hero
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I burned all the pictures in the attic
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And threw away the magazines
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That night I saw through all the magic
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And now I’m a witness to the death of a hero
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I tried to look away but you can’t look away from a trainwreck
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The things you said to girls, well they were shameless
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I barely recognized him at all
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I tried to help but he said he was just too far from saving
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And nothing I could say was gonna change him
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I barely recognized him at all
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That night I put my youth in a casket
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And buried it inside of me
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That night I saw through all the magic
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Now I’m a witness to the death of a hero
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I burned all the pictures in the attic
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And threw away the magazines
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That night I saw through all the magic
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And now I’m a witness to the death of a hero
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The death of a hero, he couldn’t be saved
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Now I’m cutting the grass and I’ll cover his grave
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I’ll cover his grave
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The death of a hero, I’m turning the page
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Now I’m cutting the grass and I’ll cover his grave
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I’ll cover his grave
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That night I put my youth in a casket
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And buried it inside of me
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That night I saw through all the magic
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Now I’m a witness to the death of a hero
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I burned all the pictures in the attic
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And threw away the magazines
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That night I saw through all the magic
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And now I’m a witness to the death of a hero |