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Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya Take the veil off your eyes my dear And you can finally see clear Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya You’ll see all your deepest fears You never really were safe here Impaled on a white picket fence Wondering where your friends went They took off the masks from their faces From their books they ripped out your pages Can’t tell friend from foe Sugar and salt Are hard to tell apart There’s really no way to know Until it’s too late Call it chance or call it fate Wake up and smell the roses Wipe the blood from your noses Under the street lights On these late nights Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya Take the veil off your eyes my dear And you can finally see clear Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya You’ll see all your deepest fears You never really were safe here It paints a pretty picture But it just cleans up the mess quicker You’ll go crazy from the whispers The truth hurts But so does this life It paints a pretty picture But it just cleans up the mess quicker You’ll go crazy from the whispers The truth hurts But so does this life Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya Take the veil off your eyes my dear And you can finally see clear Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya You’ll see all your deepest fears You never really were safe here In Suburbia
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Feb 7, 2021
Feb 7, 2021 at 5:27 AM UTC
Suburbia
Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya Take the veil off your eyes my dear And you can finally see clear Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya You’ll see all your deepest fears You never really were safe here Impaled on a white picket fence Wondering where your friends went They took off the masks from their faces From their books they ripped out your pages Can’t tell friend from foe Sugar and salt Are hard to tell apart There’s really no way to know Until it’s too late Call it chance or call it fate Wake up and smell the roses Wipe the blood from your noses Under the street lights On these late nights Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya Take the veil off your eyes my dear And you can finally see clear Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya You’ll see all your deepest fears You never really were safe here It paints a pretty picture But it just cleans up the mess quicker You’ll go crazy from the whispers The truth hurts But so does this life It paints a pretty picture But it just cleans up the mess quicker You’ll go crazy from the whispers The truth hurts But so does this life Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya Take the veil off your eyes my dear And you can finally see clear Suburbia Ain’t no good for ya You’ll see all your deepest fears You never really were safe here In Suburbia
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Feb 7, 2021
Feb 7, 2021 at 5:27 AM UTC
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