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A war against time, destined to lose, I'll just sit and watch TV A magical force, hypnotic drool, I'll take in all that I can see I'm seeing chains... now hold me down, the recline of modern man...

Dear John, I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. You're not the man I fell in love with and I have to move on with my life. Goodbye. Chorus You were the one who'd never leave Beautiful eyes you seemed...