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We're at a ball, a masquerade Hiding behind the shallow disguises that we ourselves have made Out of the fear that we should ever be Sub-par, unwanted fools who play the game by the wrong rules Unknowing and intoxicated slugs Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no. We're at a dance, the high school prom Oh god, oh no, here comes your mom With cameras blazing, intent on capturing each and every moment Head's spinning all too much Perhaps they really spiked the puch Around, around, around, around Inside Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no. We're at a concert, music bash Here comes the snare, here comes the crash to Rouse us up when we've let go and follow up killer guitar solos Head banging, purple lights, it's just another crazy night We'll look back on in 20 years and laugh Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no.
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Jan 22, 2010
Jan 22, 2010 at 12:21 PM UTC
Away
We're at a ball, a masquerade Hiding behind the shallow disguises that we ourselves have made Out of the fear that we should ever be Sub-par, unwanted fools who play the game by the wrong rules Unknowing and intoxicated slugs Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no. We're at a dance, the high school prom Oh god, oh no, here comes your mom With cameras blazing, intent on capturing each and every moment Head's spinning all too much Perhaps they really spiked the puch Around, around, around, around Inside Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no. We're at a concert, music bash Here comes the snare, here comes the crash to Rouse us up when we've let go and follow up killer guitar solos Head banging, purple lights, it's just another crazy night We'll look back on in 20 years and laugh Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no.
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Jan 22, 2010
Jan 22, 2010 at 12:21 PM UTC
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