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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThriller
[Jay Z:]Yeah, what you critics said would never happen.We dedicate this album to anybody, people who said we couldn't make it.To the fans that held us down till anybody came around.Welcome. It's here.[Patrick Stump:]Last summer we took three across the boardBut by fall we were a cover storyNow in storesMake us poster boys for your sceneBut we are not making an accepting speechI found the safest place to keep all of our mistakesEvery dot com's refreshing for a journal updateSo long live the car-crash heartsCry on the couch all the poets come to lifeFix me in 45So long live the car-crash heartsCry on the couch all the poets come to lifeFix me in 45I can take your problems awaywith a nod and a waveOf my hand,'Cause that's just the kind of boy that I am.The only thing I haven't done yet is dieAnd it's me and my plus one in the afterlifeCrowds are won and lost and won againBut our hearts beat for the diehardsSo long live the car-crash heartsCry on the couch all the poets come to lifeFix me in 45So long live the car-crash heartsCry on the couch all the poets come to lifeFix me in 45Long live the car-crash hearts(Long live the car-crash hearts)Long live the car-crash hearts(Long live the car-crash hearts)Long live the car-crash heartsCry on the couch all the poets come to lifeFix me in 45[Jay Z:]Young Fob.Let's go.
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