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Get up from a dream And I look for rain Take an amphetamine And a crushed rat’s brain How am I feelin Better I suppose How am I lookin I don’t want the truth What am I doin I ain’t in my youth I’m past my prime Or was that just a pose It a wonderful lie And I still get by on those I’ve been accused of never opening up You get too close Then I keep my mouth shut I’m gonna run to the wind Where the big bad city blows It a wonderful lie And I still get by on those It a wonderful lie And I still get by on those You can dress to the eights You can dress to maim It’ll make you feel great This fortune and fame Wearing too much makeup Not near enough clothes It a wonderful lie And I still get by on those It a wonderful lie And I still get by on those So don’t pin your hopes Or pin your dreams To misanthropes or guys like me The truth is overrated I suppose It a wonderful lie And I still get by on those It a wonderful lie And I still get by... Get This Ringtone

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