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Where the people gather round
What the experts call the sound
This is where I want to live
This is where I want to die
Where the people gather round
Is where the nightmare disappears
What the priest calls heaven, we call bottled tears

Twenty-seven seconds to be your friend, but only twelve to forget
Zero percent aluminum, but please feed me cortisone
Respect women, be polite
When the door is closed, f*ck that all
And pray Mary Jesus Christ
But forget about the simple moral

Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings

Where the people gather round
What the experts call the sound
This is where I want to breathe
This is where I want to laugh
Where the people gather round
Is where the shadow disappears
What the teacher calls future
We call present fear
Twenty-seven seconds to be your friend
But only twelve to forget
Respect laws, walk straight
On the web, sell your soul
Organic food, pure water
Give me a pill I'm always on
Put the light out and shout
Ready to take off it's all gone

Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings

Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
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Where the people gather round
What the experts call the sound
This is where I want to live
This is where I want to die
Where the people gather round
Is where the nightmare disappears
What the priest calls heaven, we call bottled tears

Twenty-seven seconds to be your friend, but only twelve to forget
Zero percent aluminum, but please feed me cortisone
Respect women, be polite
When the door is closed, f*ck that all
And pray Mary Jesus Christ
But forget about the simple moral

Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings

Where the people gather round
What the experts call the sound
This is where I want to breathe
This is where I want to laugh
Where the people gather round
Is where the shadow disappears
What the teacher calls future
We call present fear
Twenty-seven seconds to be your friend
But only twelve to forget
Respect laws, walk straight
On the web, sell your soul
Organic food, pure water
Give me a pill I'm always on
Put the light out and shout
Ready to take off it's all gone

Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings

Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
Three-dimensional printing of our feelings
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Writer: Arnaud Rolle
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