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11th Dimension 
Hard
by Julian Casablancas
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I'll nod, I've never been so at hands
I live on the surface of a fireball
together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, is just anything
I up to you
But you thought I would the other way
And you hear what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your faith has got to be fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
You are looking for own voice but in others
it hears you, trapped 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 to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at least deliberately
Cause no one really cares or wonders why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, even if are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
mammals on the wings of robots
If you in 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 surface of a fireball
together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, is just anything
I up to you
But you thought I would the other way
And you hear what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your faith has got to be fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
You are looking for own voice but in others
it hears you, trapped 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 to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at least deliberately
Cause no one really cares or wonders why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, even if are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
mammals on the wings of robots
If you in 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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