One11Twenty the fiddler

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I'm a photograph, I'm a razor blade.
I'm a branch across your way on a promenade.
I've been listening, I'm conditioning.
For the fiddler is the part I'm auditioning.
I'm an astronaut, tell me I'm not.
I know control can't be sold, only bought.
I'm a telemarketer in a wet dream.
I'm the fog inside my window pane.
I couldn't close my eyes if i fell asleep.
I hurt a lot but I'm in no pain.
Hard to remember when we were alone, together a lot of bones to pick.
I'm finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed.
Let find a way to get a way for a change like it's 1776.
I'm finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed.
I'm a shell filled with sand on a lemonade stand.
I'd be a tattoo if I stuck around.
Just tell me that I'm ripping you thin
And there'll be time for us to begin again.
I'm a fellowship of astronomers, waiting for the day we fly.
I'm the credit card in your wallet I'm a nice guy.
I'm addicted to the way that you say my name.
I'm in debt but I never get paid.
I'm settling down in my home town on an airplane
Hard to remember when we were alone, together a lot of bones to pick.
I'm finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed.
Let find a way to get a way for a change like it's 1776.
I'm finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed.
Find a way to come down, find a way to stop.
Slow it down and out comes, improve a lot.
Find a way to come down, find a way to stop.
Slow it down and out comes, improve a lot.
I'm a yellow telephone on a wire now, picking up on all of your calls.
I saw you trip and I'm hung up on the way you fall.
I'm a shell filled with sand on a lemonade stand.
I'd be a tattoo if I stuck around.
Just tell me that I'm ripping you thin
And there'll be time for us to begin again.

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