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11th Dimension 
Hard
by Julian Casablancas
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I'll just nod, I've never been so good at hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
come together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you
But you I would the other way
And you hear what you to hear
And take want to take
Don't be sad, won't happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your faith has got to be greater than your fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
You are for own but in others
While it hears you, in another dimension
Drop guard, you don't have to be smart 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 cares 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 they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
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 know what to do
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
come together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you
But you I would the other way
And you hear what you to hear
And take want to take
Don't be sad, won't happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your faith has got to be greater than your fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
You are for own but in others
While it hears you, in another dimension
Drop guard, you don't have to be smart 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 cares 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 they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
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 know what to do
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