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11th Dimension 
Hard
by Julian Casablancas
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I'll nod, I've never been so good at hands
I live on the surface of a fireball
Where cities together
To hate each other in the of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you
But you thought I look the way
And you hear what you want to hear
And they take what they to take
Don't be sad, won't happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
new that I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be greater your fear
Forgive them, if are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in another dimension
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 deliberately
Cause no one or why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
That is how it 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 quick to point out our own in others
mammals on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world then no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not what to do
I live on the surface of a fireball
Where cities together
To hate each other in the of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you
But you thought I look the way
And you hear what you want to hear
And they take what they to take
Don't be sad, won't happen like this anymore
So when's it coming
new that I can join?
It won't end here
faith has got to be greater your fear
Forgive them, if are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in another dimension
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 deliberately
Cause no one or why anymore (oh)
I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses (oh)
That is how it 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 quick to point out our own in others
mammals on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world then no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not what to do
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