False Advertising:
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On a string I was held. The way that I move, can you tell?
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My actions are orchestrated from above. So I swing and I sway.
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Wave my hand. Kick my leg. And it is always right with the music.
"Until all that swinging starts to make you sick"
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For a song I was bought. Now I lie when I talk with a careful eye on the cue card.
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Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow well rehearsed.
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So give me all your pity and your money. Now.
"We used to think that sound was something pure"
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If I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I've been
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placed, then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of
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sounding fake.Now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes.
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In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt and watch rooftops weep
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for the sunlight.
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And I know what must change. Fuck my face. Fuck my name.
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They are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don't have.
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Something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up for.
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But I found in a song and in the people I love. They will lift me up out of
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darkness.
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Now my door stands open. I am inviting everyone in.
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We will laugh we're gonna drink until the morning comes. That is what we are going to do.
come on come on
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