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11th Dimension 
Hard
by Julian Casablancas
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I'll just nod, I've been so at hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you
But you thought I would look the other way
And you hear you want to hear
And take want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your has got to be greater than your fear
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
it hears you, in another dimension
Drop guard, you don't have to be all of the time
I've got a full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at deliberately
no one really cares or why (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
That is how it was done
All the dreamers on the run
them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
We're so to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you believe in this no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not know what to do
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you
But you thought I would look the other way
And you hear you want to hear
And take want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your has got to be greater than your fear
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
it hears you, in another dimension
Drop guard, you don't have to be all of the time
I've got a full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at deliberately
no one really cares or why (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
That is how it was done
All the dreamers on the run
them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
We're so to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you believe in this no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not know what to do
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