| How many times did I have to hear you say to me
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| Self obsessed artist,
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| Center of your universe?
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| Well, I believed your every word
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| And I believed you were my God
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| Nietzsche’s eyes, Nietzsche’s kite
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| Failed in flight to us, and oh my love…
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| Grandmother, mother, and now I see it in myself
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| I take on the water
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| until the dam threatens to break
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| I became a little doll
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| My voice became too small
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| Nietzsche’s eyes, Nietzsche’s kite
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| failed in flight to us, and oh my love…
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| I’m shakin', I’m shakin', I’m gettin' down this fantasy
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| And I’m shakin', I’m shakin', I’m gettin' down this, gettin' down this
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| You were not my Superman
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| I didn’t know, just how I fell
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| Oh my love…
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| I’m shakin', I… oh, I’m gettin' down this,
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| You were not my Superman…
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| I wasn’t honest, I tried to philosophize
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| Only too late did I see that I wore Nietzsche’s eyes
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| Now that I step back to see, I haven’t been me…
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| And oh my love…
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| Nietzsche’s eyes (oh my love), Nietzsche’s kite (oh my love)
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| failed in flight to us (oh my love), and oh my love
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| I’m shakin', I’m shakin', I’m gettin' down this fantasy
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| And I’m shakin', I’m shakin',
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| I’m gettin' down this, gettin' down this
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| gettin' down this, gettin' down this, gettin' down this
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| gettin' down this, gettin' down this, gettin' down this
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| gettin' down this, gettin' down this, gettin' down this… |