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I wanna build something that's gonna outlive me
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2]
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35 |
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i'm a trust fund baby, you can trust me
[1
2
3]
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74 |
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ev'ry action has its equal opposite reactions
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13 |
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hearts
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raise a glass to freedom
[1
2]
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37 |
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hearts
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a yellow sky
[1
2]
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34 |
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embellishing my elegance and eloquence
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0 |
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when I was young and dreamed of glory
[1
2]
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30 |
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hearts
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tomorrow there'll be more of us
[1
2]
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45 |
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who is this kid, what's he gonna do
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2]
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37 |
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hearts
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never gonna be president now
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2
3
...
7
8
9]
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223 |
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hearts
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but the sun comes up and the world still spins
[1
2
3]
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59 |
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hearts
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i'm just saying if you really loved me you would share him
[1
2
3
4]
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96 |
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too young and blind to see
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2
3
4]
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94 |
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there's trouble in the air, you can smell it
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2
3
4]
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80 |
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head full of fantasies of dying like a martyr
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2
3]
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62 |
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pick a place to die
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1 |
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| s2; tommy-centric |
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when they died they left no instructions
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22 |
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hearts
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how the sausage gets made
[1
2]
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38 |
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hearts
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the pieces that are sacrificed in every game of chess
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2
3
...
6
7
8]
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186 |
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i remember that night, i just might
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2
3]
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61 |
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when push comes to shove
[1
2
3
4
5]
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116 |
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hearts
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if there's a reason i'm still alive
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Catbird |
15 |
by
Catbird
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you say our love is draining and you can't go on
[1
2
3
4]
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hearts |
82 |
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hearts
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something you will never see again
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Catbird, hearts |
23 |
by
Catbird
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a price that you're willing to pay
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2
3
4
5
6]
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hearts |
136 |
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hearts
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mine to subdue
[1
2
3]
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61 |
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hearts
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they're gonna eat him alive
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hearts |
13 |
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hearts
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you're on your own
[1
2
3
4
5
6]
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144 |
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till my dying days
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hearts |
14 |
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hearts
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it must be nice
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Catbird |
16 |
by
Catbird
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remember you belong to me
[1
2
3
4
5]
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hearts |
104 |
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hearts
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so don't throw away this thing we had
[1
2
3]
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hearts |
52 |
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hearts
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history obliterates
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hearts |
16 |
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hearts
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dying is easy, young man, living is harder
[1
2]
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hearts |
36 |
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hearts
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| graduation, and what happens after; vignettes of various characters |
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push away the unimaginable
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Catbird |
0 |
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Catbird
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you knock me out, I fall apart
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0 |
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hearts
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legacy (what is a legacy)
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0 |
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hearts
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we’ll teach them how to say goodbye
[1
2
3]
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51 |
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hearts
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and no one shall make them afraid
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0 |
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when you're gone, who remembers your name
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24 |
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