I am embracing the cold rushing in like ice to a diamond
It's a new kind of rough you can find me in
Ha-da-da-da-da-da
Ha-da-da-da-da-da
Ha-da-da-da-da-da
Ha-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
When the sail starts flaping in the wind
I say, cool that looks cool now do you think the second movement has too many violins?
Ha-da-da-da-da-da
Ha-da-da-da-da-da
Ha-da-da-da-da-da
Ha-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Don't get too close you'll detect in the west coast air in my chest and the way I hold it in there
It's the taming of the hands that came back to life when she synchronized swam
On the ice in '03 Oh, but enough about me
Will you live in the physical world?
Will you live in the physical world?
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
And more explosions make debris and catching it kind of suits you well it doesn't suit me
She said, “My sails are flaping in the wind” I said, “Can I use that in a song?”
She said, “I mean the end begins” I said, “I know, can I use that too?”
La-da-dum-da-da-dum
Ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum
La-da-dum-ba-da-dum
La-da-dum-la-da-da-da-dum
Ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum
Ba-da-dum-bum-bum
Ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum
Ba-da-dum-ba-da-da-da-dum
Will you live, will you live in the physical world?
Will you live, will you live in the physical world?
With the sun setting low and the shadows unfurled?
Can you live with the way they make you look unreal?
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Will you live, will you live in the physical world?
Will you live, will you live in the physical world?
With the sun setting low and the shadows unfurled?
Can you live with the way they make you look unreal?
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da
Bum ba-dum
Bum ba-da
Bum ba-da-da-da

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