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Lights on
Don't miss a moment of this experiment
Oh, the book is strange
Like clockwork orange
Keep your eyes buttered till the end
Which "you" are you going to be?
Hmm, inside the mirror do you see (Ha)
Someone else in that body?
Dance for me, one and two and three and turn around
Sit like a doggy till I finish my read
Cut it off, cut down your loss
All that stubborn loyalty is gonna get you killed
In a world built on convenient theories
For the puppets on TV
There is comfort in the strings
If you're gonna control me
At least make it interesting theatrically
Lights on
Don't miss a moment of this experiment
Oh, the book is strange
Like clockwork orange
Keep your eyes buttered till the end
Which "you" are you going to be?
Hmm, inside the mirror do you see (Ha)
Someone else in that body?
Dance for me, one and two and three and turn around
Sit like a doggy till I finish my read
Cut it off, cut down your loss
All that stubborn loyalty is gonna get you killed
In a world built on convenient theories
For the puppets on TV
There is comfort in the strings
If you're gonna control me
At least make it interesting theatrically
If you are a beautiful strong black woman, someone will put this in your comments.
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