Be conscious of all the space you take
As you carve your name into the earth
Force your face into an abstract smile
To be recalled in flaccid photographs
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Wash all of your spiders down the drain
Holes to designate where pleasure goes
'Cause every holiday is just
One more sorry trip around the sun
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And you drink from the palm
Of your God, as its dog
Constantly in attempt to satisfy
Maybe you will win a reward
(A reward, a reward, a reward)
(A reward, a reward, a reward)
Maybe they'll make a film about your life
Starring somebody else, you've bever met
Once you've died
And maybe they will win an award
(An award, an award, an award)
(An award, an award, an award)
Everything is one more
Postcard of a sunset
Everything is one more
Postcard of a, everything is one more
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
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Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything