Primitives

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   Primitives dress in feathers and masks 
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   to scare away their enemies 
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   The frightening thing is not dying 
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   The frightening thing is not living 


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   Scientists guess which is worse we will ask 
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   the medicine or the disease 
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   The frightening thing is not dying 
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   The frightening thing is not living 


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   There's an old man living on the edge of town 
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   edge of town 
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   With a skull in his window and the shades pulled down 
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   shades pulled down 
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   And he laughs at fortune and he laughs at fame 
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   laughs at fame 
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   And he laughs at scandal and he laughs at shame 
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   laughs at shame 


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   There's a young girl living on the edge of town 
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   edge of town 
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   With a light in her window and her hair falls down 
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   hair falls down 
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   And she loves me crazy and she loves me wild 
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   loves me wild 
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   And she loves me tender like a lonely child 
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   lonely child 


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