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Introdução:
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And the bricks get laid, and they get torn up...
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But the bricks always get torn up again....
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And your friends wont wait, so dont believe that shit.
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And they say they'll wait, cause trust me your
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friends will not wait for you.
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Then you'll be stoned in some park, just nodding your head and pinching...
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When a girl walks along, she's humming your song with your t-shirt on...
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Thats when you're done....
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There's a cotton crush....
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Thread and space to waste waste waste...
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And there's a microphone, picking every word up....
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Heard enough oh, heard enough oh, heard enough...
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Because the quite can scrape, all the calm from your bones...
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to get up and grow, and stop fucking around....
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to find a simpler sound.....
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simpler sound than the shit that's clouding our heads now...
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Repeat to the end....
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I think thats it...email me at * with any questions or comments. Otherwise
on!!!!