You dropped the bomb using all your chlorine
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You find yourself so far down its normal
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There at your feet the slow burn comes
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To carry back to earth or where you're from
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You feed me whole varied nutrients
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I lost control I trashed all my instinct
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I wanted to escape to feel nothing at all
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'Cause they were alive when you spoke to me
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Broken the skies and my empathy
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Mine out of time she wrote to me
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Will we ever come again?
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England is gone the way of the gypsies
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We do what we can within the system
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I hope you feel the earth turn inside of you
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'Cause they were alive when you spoke to me
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Broken the skies and my empathy
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American eyes so close to me
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Will we ever come again?
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A heavy load and a fucked up system
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You're on your own with all your instance
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All you see is all you get
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Surfing on the waves of promises
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Mine out of time she wrote to me
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American eyes so close to me
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American eyes so close to me
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American eyes
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Will you ever come again?
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Will you ever come again?
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American eyes...
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American Eyes
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Bush |