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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 shaking hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where cities come 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 the other way
And you hear what you want to hear
And take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't like anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great movement 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, at the door waiting
You are for own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in another dimension
your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I've got a mind of blanks
I need to go new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at least deliberately
no one really cares or wonders why (oh)
I got music, out of my hands and feet and (oh)
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
them, even if are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so quick to out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you in 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 frozen surface of a fireball
Where cities come 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 the other way
And you hear what you want to hear
And take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't like anymore
So when's it coming
This last new great movement 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, at the door waiting
You are for own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in another dimension
your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I've got a mind of blanks
I need to go new fast
And don't be shy, (oh) no, at least deliberately
no one really cares or wonders why (oh)
I got music, out of my hands and feet and (oh)
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
them, even if are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so quick to out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you in 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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