I don't play the fool 'cause I'm not acting
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Don't know the angles, I've stopped protracting
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The earth is flat unless you're an astronaut
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This tune is vibration if your hearing is shot
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and all that I know is every day I know less
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and the best things in life don't make any sense
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I studied your face while you were asleep
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You looked connected to something quite deep
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As I get older I start to lose touch
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Maybe because I don't sleep as much
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I grit my teeth, when I sleep I get tense
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and the best things in life don't make any sense
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and the best things in life don't make any sense
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Of course there's love, it goes without saying
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Any talk of an answer would just be noise
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and little bits of spit spraying
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I flipped through the pictures and let the words lie
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Mosied through the market to smell and not buy
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Wearing dark glasses at night wrecks your eyes
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But pain can look cool when it's at its best
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and the best things in life don't make any sense
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and the best things in life don't make any sense
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and all that I know is every day I know less
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and the best things in life don't make any sense
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The Best Things
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The Odds |