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Lyrics:
Get in, get in it feels like it’s almost time
Act it like it you know you'll get the first prize
Sickness makes us larger than life
This makes us larger, larger
Here, here’s a message for your phone
I wanted you to know
This is getting out of hand
Drinkin' drinkin' I'm feelin’ oh so slow now
Waitin' waitin' for that feeble last round
This all makes us smaller than life
This makes us smaller, smaller
Here, here’s a message for your phone
I wanted you to know
This is getting out of hand
Here, here’s an idea for you book
Open up and take a look
Inside it is filled with lies
Be what you wanna be
When you doin' what you do
Free what you wanna free
When your comin' so unglued
Don't act like you have to
Speak your thoughts right now
Here, here’s a message for you phone
I wanted you to know
This is getting out of hand
Here, here’s an idea for your book
Open up and take a look
Inside it is filled with lies
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