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What is that feverish enthusiasm on your face
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You wear indigo with your palette of pink-blue skin
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And you will never get enough
D E
Never get enough of the feeling
A E
And the watered-down white shirazes
D E
And we all know what it’s like
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But don’t be one of us, don’t be one of us
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What is that satisfied abomination on my couch
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That wears indigo with the bruise from a shit-faced stunt
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And you will never get enough
D E
Never get enough of the feeling
A E
And the watered-down white shirazes
D E
And we all know what it’s like
A E
But don’t be one of us, don’t be one of us
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