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By Placebo, The call to arms was never true
Time to imbibe, here's
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By Placebo, In cold light of morning
While everyone is yawning, you're high
In
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By Placebo, One last thing before I shuffle off the planet
And I
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By Placebo, I was alone, falling free
Trying my best not to forget
What
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By Placebo, On top of the world you get nothing done
Talk is
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By Placebo, Leave me dreaming on the bed
See you right back here
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By Placebo, It's in the water, baby
It's in the pills that bring
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By Placebo, You are one of God's mistakes
You crying, tragic waste of
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By Placebo, Space monkey in the place to be
Riding in a rocket
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By Placebo, We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns
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By Placebo, The means are right for taking, fade to grey
Trying to
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By Placebo, Always stays the same, nothing ever changes
English summer rain seems
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By Placebo, Always stays the same, nothing ever changes
English summer rain seems
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By Placebo, Sucker love is Heaven sent
You pucker up, our passion's spent
My
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By Placebo, I wanna be much more like you
Your effortlessly graceful scene
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By Placebo, Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose the clothes, lose the lube
Cruising for
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By Placebo, C'est le malaise du moment,
L'épidémie qui s'étend,
La fête
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By Placebo, C'est le malaise du moment
L'épidémie qui s'étend
La fête est finie
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By Placebo, A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend with weed
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By Placebo, A friend in need is a friend indeed
A friend with
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By Placebo, Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your
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By Placebo, Coming up beyond belief
On this coronary thief
More than just a
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By Placebo, Remember me when you're the one who's silver screen
Remember me
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By Placebo, Come back to me awhile
Change your style again
Come back to
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By Placebo, Shine the headlight, straight into my eyes
Like the roadkill, I'm
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By Placebo, Since we're feeling so anesthetized
In our comfort zone
Reminds me of
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By Placebo, I hold an image of the ashtray girl
Of cigarette burns
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By Placebo, I hold an image of the ashtray girl
Of the cigarette
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By Placebo, There are twenty years to go
and twenty ways to know
who
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By Placebo, Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide
I'll take it
