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11th Dimension 
Hard
de Julian Casablancas
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I'll just nod, I've never been so good at hands
I live on the frozen of a fireball
Where cities come together
To each in the name of sport
America, nothing is just anything
I looked up to you
But you thought I the other way
And you hear you want to hear
And they what want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
last new movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your faith has got to be greater than fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own but in others
it you, trapped in another dimension
Drop your 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 cares or wonders why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and and (oh)
is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you in this world then 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 of a fireball
Where cities come together
To each in the name of sport
America, nothing is just anything
I looked up to you
But you thought I the other way
And you hear you want to hear
And they what want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
last new movement that I can join?
It won't end here
Your faith has got to be greater than fear
them, if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own but in others
it you, trapped in another dimension
Drop your 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 cares or wonders why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and and (oh)
is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated on the wings of robots
If you in this world then 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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