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Lyrics
And I call it the formula of moderate response The carelessness of convenience - a social tool- As it is in its present situation My body congealed and dripping off of my major monuments My body congealed and sticking to your fingertips Despite being tied to the wire with a lack of relation Who knows? No one cares, but it happened It's the dance that all the kids have been talking about We call this dance mass hysteria: Put your hands behind my neck - press swiftly - To promote someone else's revolution Under the guise of my appearance Reading warfare strategies in my travel magazines; Maybe when the conflict's over we should vacation there? All those things that make you bad? Who knows? No one cares, but it happened Contemporary colonialism - What a pretty thing I can buy for myself Doing our part with minimal effort
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