| I am a blissless star, corroded through the core
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| The very many, no, I’m dodgin' holes
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| There’s nothin' left in store, for
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| I am a weightless diver, terrified and free
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| The possibility of symphony within my tragedy seen
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| I am the underworld, the one you want to leave
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| A frail democracy, benign treaty, couragously foreseen, dreamed
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| Delusion lines the walls, the ceilings and the floor
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| We’ll lay the carpet out, invade with doubt
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| This territory needs more
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| Not at all
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| Not for everything
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| It’s not for everything at all
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| Not for everyone
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| It’s not for anyone at all
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| Not for everything
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| It’s not for everything at all
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| Not for anyone at all
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| It’s for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, it’s for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, it’s for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything, it’s for nothing
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| For everything, for nothing
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| For everything we have |