Lyrics
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Are
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we
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crazy?
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Living
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our
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lives
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through
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a
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lens.
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Trapped
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in
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our
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white-picket
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fence.
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Like
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ornaments.
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So
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comfortable
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we're
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living
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in
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a
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bubble,
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bubble.
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So
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comfortable
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we
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cannot
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see
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the
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trouble,
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trouble.
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Aren't
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you
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lonely?
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Up
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there
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in
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Utopia.
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Where
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nothing
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will
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ever
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be
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enough.
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Happily
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numb.
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So
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comfortable
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we're
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living
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in
|
a
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bubble,
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bubble.
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So
|
comfortable
|
we
|
cannot
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see
|
the
|
trouble,
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trouble.
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So
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Lyrics
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put
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your
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rose-colored
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glasses
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on.
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And
|
party
|
on.
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Turn
|
it
|
up,
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it's
|
your
|
favorite
|
song.
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Dance,
|
dance,
|
dance
|
to
|
the
|
distortion.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
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keep
|
it
|
on
|
repeat.
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Stumbling
|
around
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like
|
a
|
wasted
|
zombie.
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Yeah,
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we
|
think
|
we're
|
free.
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Drink,
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this
|
one
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is
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on
|
me.
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We're
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all
|
chained
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
it's
|
your
|
favorite
|
song.
|
|
Lyrics
|
Dance,
|
dance,
|
dance
|
to
|
the
|
distortion.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
keep
|
it
|
on
|
repeat.
|
Stumbling
|
around
|
like
|
a
|
wasted
|
zombie.
|
Yeah,
|
we
|
think
|
we're
|
free.
|
Drink,
|
this
|
one
|
is
|
on
|
me.
|
We're
|
all
|
chained
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm.
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Are
|
we
|
tone
|
deaf?
|
Keep
|
sweeping
|
it
|
under
|
the
|
mat.
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Thought
|
we
|
can
|
do
|
better
|
than
|
that.
|
I
|
hope
|
we
|
can.
|
So
|
|
Lyrics
|
comfortable
|
we're
|
living
|
in
|
a
|
bubble,
|
bubble.
|
So
|
comfortable
|
we
|
cannot
|
see
|
the
|
trouble,
|
trouble.
|
So
|
put
|
your
|
rose-colored
|
glasses
|
on.
|
And
|
party
|
on.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
it's
|
your
|
favorite
|
song.
|
Dance,
|
dance,
|
dance
|
to
|
the
|
distortion.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
keep
|
it
|
on
|
repeat.
|
Stumbling
|
around
|
like
|
a
|
wasted
|
zombie.
|
Yeah,
|
we
|
think
|
we're
|
free.
|
Drink,
|
this
|
one
|
is
|
on
|
me.
|
We're
|
all
|
chained
|
|
Lyrics
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
it's
|
your
|
favorite
|
song.
|
Dance,
|
dance,
|
dance
|
to
|
the
|
distortion.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
keep
|
it
|
on
|
repeat.
|
Stumbling
|
around
|
like
|
a
|
wasted
|
zombie.
|
Yeah,
|
we
|
think
|
we're
|
free.
|
Drink,
|
this
|
one
|
is
|
on
|
me.
|
We're
|
all
|
chained
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm.
|
It
|
is
|
my
|
desire.
|
Break
|
down
|
|
Lyrics
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the
|
walls
|
to
|
connect,
|
inspire.
|
Up
|
in
|
your
|
high
|
place,
|
liars.
|
Time
|
is
|
ticking
|
for
|
the
|
empire.
|
The
|
truth
|
they
|
feed
|
is
|
feeble.
|
As
|
so
|
many
|
times
|
before
|
they
|
greed
|
over
|
the
|
people.
|
They
|
stumbling
|
and
|
fumbling
|
and
|
we're
|
about
|
to
|
riot.
|
They
|
woke
|
up,
|
they
|
woke
|
up
|
the
|
lions.
|
Turn
|
it
|
up,
|
it's
|
your
|
favorite
|
song.
|
Dance,
|
dance,
|
dance
|
to
|
the
|
distortion.
|
Turn
|
|
Lyrics
|
it
|
up,
|
keep
|
it
|
on
|
repeat.
|
Stumbling
|
around
|
like
|
a
|
wasted
|
zombie.
|
Yeah,
|
we
|
think
|
we're
|
free.
|
Drink,
|
this
|
one
|
is
|
on
|
me.
|
We're
|
all
|
chained
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm,
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm.
|
It
|
goes
|
on
|
and
|
on
|
and
|
on.
|
It
|
goes
|
on
|
and
|
on
|
and
|
on.
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It
|
goes
|
on
|
and
|
on
|
and
|
on.
|
'Cause
|
we're
|
all
|
chained
|
to
|
the
|
rhythm.
|
|