Flatland

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[Verse]
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People wear the strangest skins, 
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faces made of plasticine, living 
life inside machines.
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This one naked as a child, 
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golden-haired and running wild, 
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playing with these guns a while.

[Chorus]
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Living in a flatland, drinking in
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 a flatland, walking in a flatland.
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Thinking in a flatland, fighting 
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in a flatland, dying in a flatland.

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[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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People do the oddest things, 
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faces for their family, faces for 
the well-to-do.
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This one cuts off tiny bits, 
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hides them underneath his bed, they 
may find them when he's dead.

[Chorus]
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Living in a flatland, drinking in
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 a flatland, walking in a flatland.
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Thinking in a flatland, fighting 
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in a flatland, dying in a flatland.
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Living in a flatland, drinking in
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 a flatland, walking in a flatland.
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Thinking in a flatland, fighting 
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in a flatland, dying in a flatland.
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Living in a flatland, drinking in
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 a flatland, walking in a flatland.
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Thinking in a flatland, fighting 
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in a flatland, dying in a flatland.

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