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Who'd want to fit in with the crowd
There far to pretentious far to loud
Ide rather be cast aside
Not just hanging in for the ride
Life's a prison or an open field
Our thoughts become the crop we yield
Grass of green and sky of blue
Or a life lived in rue
There far to pretentious far to loud
Ide rather be cast aside
Not just hanging in for the ride
Life's a prison or an open field
Our thoughts become the crop we yield
Grass of green and sky of blue
Or a life lived in rue
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