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11th Dimension 
Hard
by Julian Casablancas
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I'll just nod, I've never been so at shaking hands
I on the surface of a fireball
Where cities come together
To hate 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 what you want to hear
And take what they to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen this anymore
So when's it coming
last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be fear
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are for own voice but in others
While it you, in dimension
Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I've got a mind full of blanks
I need to go new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at least deliberately
Cause no one or wonders why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming 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 are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world then no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not to do
I on the surface of a fireball
Where cities come together
To hate 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 what you want to hear
And take what they to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen this anymore
So when's it coming
last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be fear
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are for own voice but in others
While it you, in dimension
Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I've got a mind full of blanks
I need to go new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at least deliberately
Cause no one or wonders why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming 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 are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world then no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not to do
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