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Lyrics:
It's like I'm watching a film, and at one point The man is frankly insane He's raging out of control and the problem Is never solved without pain Up there the actor is strapped to the same role That he's played time and again For all he wants it to end And then he wants it to end
Life goes on inside, through the fall, the pride Two by two, if you pull the plug you lose the static Two by two, but the game goes on with or without you Two by two, it's so simple, it's so mathematic Two by two, leaves one Two by two, if you pull the plug you lose the static Two by two, but the game goes on with or without you Two by two, it's so simple, it's so mathematic Your cigarette the final set, we start the cameras rolling I'm pulling stone from the ground that I walk on I'm pouring gas on the flame The credits roll and the man who would be king Is left a pauper again, is left a pauper again
Two by two, if you pull the plug you lose the static Two by two, but the game goes on with or without you Two by two, it's so simple, it's so mathematic Two by two, but the game goes on and on
Two by two
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