2. Fill in the blanks:

It’s the of the

It’s the that we crave

Alone at the of the

We catch the last

Corporate wakes

, and

We the latch on the gate

Of the hole that we call our

Protect me from what I want

Maybe we’re of the fate

when we’d celebrate

We’d and get high until

And now we’re all

Wedding bells ain’t gonna chime

With both of us guilty of

With both of us sentenced to

And now we’re all

Protect me from what I want

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