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Vaselined Eyes This isn't the time to be aping famous ghosts You're only renting that body there's no option to buy This unnatural light masks all imperfections Conveyor belt inspections made through vaselined eyes Don't worry, you won't have to play guitar If the planets align every city will cry your name Once you've buried your pride, cried in all directions With underdog deception let the morons decide Don't worry, you won't have to play guitar From the deaf to the blind, every city will cry your name In slow motion like walking on the bottom of the ocean Don't worry, you won't have to play guitar If the planets align every city will cry your name
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