| Last night I drove to Harper’s Ferry and I thought about you
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| There were signs on the road that warned me of stop signs
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| The speed limit kept decreasing by ten
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| As we entered a town about halfway there
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| It was almost raining at the train station
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| We threw our hoods on our heads at the train station
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| Threw rocks into the river
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| The river underneath the train tracks
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| And when the train came, it was so big and powerful
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| When it came into the little station
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| I wanted to put my arms around it
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| But the conductor looked at me funny
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| So we had to say goodbye and leave
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| The Monopoly board still in the backseat
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| Took the nightmare left turn to get out of town
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| And ran into the decreasing speed limits again
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| What should I do? |
| (Eat breakfast)
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| What should I do? |
| (Eat lunch)
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| What should I do? |
| (Eat dinner)
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| What should I do? |
| (Go to bed)
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| Where can I go? |
| (Go to the store)
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| Where can I go? |
| (Apply for jobs)
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| Where can I go? |
| (Go to a friend’s)
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| Where can I go? |
| (Go to bed)
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| I wrote «Beach Death» when I thought you were taken
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| I wrote «Beach Funeral» when I knew you were taken
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| I wrote «Beach Fagz,» well, it wasn’t about you
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| But it could’ve been, well, no, it couldn’t have
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| I spent a week in Ocean City (I spent a week in Ocean City)
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| And came back to find you were gone
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| I spent a week in Illinois (I spent a week in Illinois)
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| And came back to find you were still gone
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| I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends
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| I never came out to my friends
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| We were all on Skype
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| And I laughed and I changed the subject
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| She said, «What's with this dog motif?»
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| I said, «Do you have something against dogs?»
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| I am almost completely soulless
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| I am incapable of being human
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| I am incapable of being inhuman
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| I am living uncontrollably
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| It should be called antidepression
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| As a friend of mine suggested
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| Because it’s not the sadness that hurts you
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| It’s the brain’s reaction against it
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| It’s not enough to love the unreal
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| I am inseparable from the impossible
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| I want gravity to stop for me
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| My soul yearns for a fugitive from the laws of nature
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| I want a cut scene
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| I want a cut from your face to my face
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| I want a cut, I want the next related video
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| I don’t want to go insane
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| I don’t want to have schizophrenia
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| Last night, I dreamed he was trying to kill you
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| I woke up and I was trying to kill you
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| Been a year since we first met
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| I don’t know if we’re boyfriends yet
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| Do you have any crimes that, uh
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| We could use to pass the time? |
| I am
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| Running out of drugs to try and I
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| We said we hated humans
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| We wanted to be humans
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| We said we hated humans
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| We wanted to be humans
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| (Get more groceries, get eaten)
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| (More groceries, get eaten)
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| In the mall in the nighttime
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| You came back alone with a flashlight
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| Was the start of nothing new
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| And it was my favorite scene
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| I couldn’t tell you what it means
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| But it meant something to me
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| Pretty soon you’ll find some nice young
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| Satanist with braces and one
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| Capital «O», significant other
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| You can take him home to your mother and
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| Say, «Ma, this is my brother»
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| We said we hated humans
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| We wanted to be humans
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| We said we hated humans
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| We wanted to be humans
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| (Get more groceries, get eaten)
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| (Get more groceries, get eaten)
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| (Get more groceries, get eaten)
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| By the one you love
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| When they put their lips around you
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| You can feel their smile from the inside
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| Last night, I dreamed he was trying to kill you
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| I woke up and I was trying to kill you
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| Your ears perked up
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| And I perked up when your ears perked up
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| You were all looking around
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| And I hoped it was for me
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| Hoped you were using your sonar systems for me
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| The ancients saw it coming
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| And you can see that they tried to warn them
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| In the tales that they told their children
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| But they fell out of their heads in the morning
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| They said, «Sex can be frightening»
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| But the children were not listening
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| And then they cut out everything
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| Except the kissing and the singing
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| They finally found their home
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| At Walt Disney Studios
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| And the children all grew up
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| With their fundamental schemas fucked
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| But there’s lots of fish left in the sea
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| There are lots of fish in business suits
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| Who walk and talk on human feet
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| And visit doctors, have weak knees
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| Oh, please let me join your cult
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| I’ll paint my face in your colors
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| You had a real nice face
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| I had an early death
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed open your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The ocean washed over your grave
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| The- |