Tom: Dm
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This isn't television it's not a breeding card survival of the fitest
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survival of the smart. A mystery obscure beyond repair its up to me I sus
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it out. Ugh I sus it out. These idle coversations lead me off the hook
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simple observations jotted down in my book takes all my concintration it
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takes perfect aim no time for the playstation well maybe just one game.
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Chorus: Run on the wheel jogg thru the maze i'll break the seal baby one
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of these days Boil it down flatten it out distilling the
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escense of what life's all about im Still waiting for the evidence.
[SAME CHORDS AS FIRST VERSE]
Too dangerous to hover no good to linger here roots of indecisious dig in
and disappear I'm running round in circles one shoe nailed to the floor
no stomach left for fighting at least not any more
