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Underground eXperts United
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[uXu Lyrics: Curve - Doppelg„nger] [ By The Chief ]
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Group/Artist : Curve ## ## ## ##### ## ##### #####
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Country : UK ## #### ## ## ## ## ##
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Album : Doppelg„nger (CD ZD 75257) ## ## ##### ## ## #####
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Label/Year : Anxious Records 1992 ## ## ## ## ## ## ##
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Tracks/Length: 10 42:43 ###### ## ## ## ## ##### #####
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CD Recording : AAD
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Last Updated : 31-Mar-1993 (2nd)
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(BV: word(s)) Backing Vocals
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[repeat #] Repeat the words on this line # times
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[...] Indicating words that I can't hear
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Hopefully, the rest is pretty much ok. Well, let's not fill this file with
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junk! Here we go.
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@SONG: Already Yours
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A gift from God, a small creation
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A prized possession without limitations
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Behind these eyes, what do you see that isn't
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already yours
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already yours
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already yours
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In fact I never wanted anything more
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In fact I've never wanted anything less
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Oh [...] shouldn't treat me like a stranger
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Do you see I have the same effect
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Only this time on you
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Behind your eyes, what can I see that isn't
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already you
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already you
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already you
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Voices of angels that I have [...]
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Voices of angels I have [...]
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Voices of angels I have [...]
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Voices of angels that I have [...]
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Behind these eyes, what can I see that isn't
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already there
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already yours
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already there
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already, already yours
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(BV: Don't run away) [repeat 6]
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@SONG: Horror Head
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Fireworks, red and green
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I can see what they sing
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But you are away
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You always smile
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Boxing ring
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The back of mules
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You can really see, from the inside
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Across the room
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There's a horror in my head
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When the blanket is gone
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From the floor in my castle
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Where I see the sun from
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There's a horror in my head
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When the blanket is gone
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From the floor in my castle
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Where I see the sun from
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In the comfort of this room
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The challenge died
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Remember you and me
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We laughed 'til we cried
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@SONG: Wish You Dead
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You can dig that knife
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Deep down inside me
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Just don't say never again
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It's that only thing
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That stops me going crazy
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I know you won't
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'Cause you never do
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And that's the nicest thing about you
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So uncaring, so assuming
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Back-stabbing, all-consuming
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Don't step over my head
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Don't step over my head
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You can filter your poison into my sleep
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But I know it's my heart
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That you could never reach
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I know you won't
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'Cause the tools you choose
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And that's the ugliest thing about you
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So uncaring, so assuming
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Back-stabbing, all-consuming
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I've told a thousand lies through me
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I've sold a thousand lies for you
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Don't step over my line
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Don't step over my time
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Don't step over my head
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'Cause I will wish you dead [repeat 7]
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@SONG: Doppelg„nger
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Oh, the devil is in me
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Oh, the devil is in me
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Oh, the spirit is in me
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Oh, the spirit is in me
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I don't know what I should do now
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Show me what I should be doing now
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Am I wearing my right dress?
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Am I wearing the right shoes?
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Am I wearing my right face?
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You just hate me for being born
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You just hate me for being me
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You just hate me for being born
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You just hate me for knowing you
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All I ever wanted
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Was to be the night in your eyes
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Am I thinking the right things?
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Am I in my right mind?
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Am I wearing my right head?
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You just hate me for being born
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You just hate me for being me
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You just hate me for being born
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You just hate me for knowing you
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Do I have a real heart?
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Do I think with an open mind?
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Do I have real blood?
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Pumping through my veins
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Moving through my veins
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Moving through my veins
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Pressing between
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Pushing through my veins
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You just hate me for being born
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You just hate me for being me
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@SONG: Lillies Dying
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Eyes in me see
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Nobody is perfect
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Not even you
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Not even you
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Crawl for me like a child
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Just go back to what you were
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'Cause I don't like you, anymore
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I've got no problem with you
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You can come in
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I just don't want to upset you
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So make your mind up
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Got to sharpen you
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'Cause lillies dying in the front room
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Try to understand
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Nothing is easy
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The first time 'round
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The first time 'round
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And angers are all we see
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When you come, is that misery
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I've got no problem with you
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You can come in
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I don't want to upset you
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So make your mind up
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Sharpen you
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'Cause lillies dying in the front room
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There's no problem with you
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You can come in
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I don't want to upset you
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So make your mind up
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Sharpen you
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'Cause lillies dying in the front room
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@SONG: Ice That Melts The Tips
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Blue, I'm blue as the water
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It's true, I'm cleaner than the air
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You breathe, I'm clearer than sunsets
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And the picture, of that woman in your heart
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Push me into [...]
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Push me into [...]
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I'm Cold, I'm colder than ice that melts the tips
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Of the only questions, that really exist, to you
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The horizon, Frozen moonlight in your eye in my eyes
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Push me into [...]
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Push me into [...]
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[...] [repeat 8]
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I'm clearer than sunsets
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Of the person that sleeps in your heart
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@SONG: Split Into Fractions
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[...] much more from [...]
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I can't confide all I want to
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Spiteful in fact of life
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Not everyone you meet is that nice
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When we scratch below the surface
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Characters have merged, [...]
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That split into fractions in front of your eyes
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I'm so bitchin', love to be it
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My friends and I just love to meet
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We meet all the time 'cause we think we're clever
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So surreal, it makes us feel better
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We think we're so, clever
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Characters have merged [...]
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That split into fractions in front of their eyes
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In front of their eyes
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There is nothing to behold
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In front of them,
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You can't be sure what you're dealing with
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And that's got to be good for you
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Die on the cross before I'd cross you
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You know I'd never hurt you
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I'm just not that type of girl
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@SONG: Think and Act
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I know you, better than yourself
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You think and act but you can't convince me
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I've heard suspicions in the middle of the night
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And they [...], they [...]
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Some people say I'm high up
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And some people say I'm false
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But others say I'm arrogant
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But what do they know, what do they know
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They all say I won't listen
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I won't listen to any criticism
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If they could be me for a day of their lives
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Then they'd know, then they'd say
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[...]
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They'd say, [...]
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They'd say, burning down to the ground
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And I don't listen anymore
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And I don't listen anymore
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And I don't listen anymore
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And I don't listen anymore
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I know you
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You think and act but you can't, you cant, you just can't
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I've heard suspicions, they don't mean a thing to me
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Now, now you know me so well
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You just, [...]
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You just, [...]
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You just, [...] to the ground
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And I don't listen anymore
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And I don't listen anymore
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And I don't listen anymore
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And I don't listen anymore
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No, no no no, I don't listen
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You think and act but you can't, you can't, you just can't
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You think and act but you can't
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Slowly
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Slowly
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Ooh, we are in paradise
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We
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We, we are in paradise
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Paradise
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@SONG: FaŒt Accompli
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Every day, there is some kind of darkness
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That just won't go away, no matter how hard I try
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It crawls into your system while your guard is down
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Becomes a ball that you drag around to
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Every party
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To every function
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To give to people with written instructions
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Don't try to get away, I'm here to stay
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My name is
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(BV: Fate) [repeat 2]
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Every night, sleep wanders on its own
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Never once, does it kiss me, with its chloroform
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Crawled into my system while my guard was down
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Became the boy I like to have around at
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Every party
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At every function
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I give it to people with written instructions
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Don't try to get away, I'm here to stay
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My name is your fate
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(BV: Fate)
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I've come to crush your bones (BV: Fate)
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I've come to make you feel old (BV: Fate)
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I've come to mess with your head (BV: Fate)
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It'll make you feel good
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I've come to make you feel good
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I've come to make you feel good
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I've come to make you feel good (BV: all right)
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I've come to make you feel good (BV: all right)
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I've come to make you feel good (BV: all right)
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I've come to make you feel good (BV: all right)
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(BV: all right)
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(BV: all right)
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Come to the party
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Come to the function
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Give me aggression with written instructions
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Don't try to get away, I'm here to stay
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Hear me now
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(BV: Fate)
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(BV: Fate) [repeat 10]
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@SONG: Sandpit
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Are we savages, born without hope
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Last on these highways, existing to go
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Swallowed my pride, gutted me from the inside
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Left me in this pool of doubt
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Now I don't think I can get out
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But you can laugh, you can laugh, you can laugh
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'Cause you think that you're better than me
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If we are the instigators, of our times
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Why do we harmonize then revolutionize our crimes
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Down in this sandpit of misbegotten youth
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We can show them the songs, the one truth
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But you can laugh, you can laugh, you can laugh
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'Cause you think that you're better than
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You think that you're better than everyone
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I'm just trying to do the right thing
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I'm just trying to do the right thing
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The right thing
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Escape to my eyes [repeat 5]
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[ Transcribed by listening to the CD a *number* of times + with a lot of help ]
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[ from heksterb@cs.utwente.nl's great Curve-lyrics file. Corrections, whatever]
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[ E-Mail me or write your own! chief@lysator.liu.se ----uXu Lyrics 1993---- ]
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Underground eXperts United 1993
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Call CONDEMNED REALITY -> +1-618-397-7702
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