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11th Dimension 
Hard
by Julian Casablancas
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I'll nod, I've never been so at shaking hands
I live on the surface of a fireball
Where come together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is anything
I up to you
But you I would look the other way
And you what you want to hear
And they take they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new movement I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be greater than your fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
it hears you, in 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 or why (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and and kisses (oh)
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
mammals on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world 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
Where come together
To hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is anything
I up to you
But you I would look the other way
And you what you want to hear
And they take they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
This last new movement I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be greater than your fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
it hears you, in 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 or why (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and and kisses (oh)
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, at the door waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
mammals on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world 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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