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11th Dimension 
Hard
de Julian Casablancas
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I'll just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands
I live on the of a fireball
Where together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, is ever just anything
I up to you
But you I would the way
And you what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great that I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be greater than your fear
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in dimension
Drop your guard, you don't have to be all of the time
I've got a mind full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at deliberately
no one really or wonders why (oh)
I got music, out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so quick to out our own flaws in others
Complicated mammals on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world then no one has in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not know to do
I live on the of a fireball
Where together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, is ever just anything
I up to you
But you I would the way
And you what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great that I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be greater than your fear
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in dimension
Drop your guard, you don't have to be all of the time
I've got a mind full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at deliberately
no one really or wonders why (oh)
I got music, out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so quick to out our own flaws in others
Complicated mammals on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world then no one has in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not know to do
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