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Scientists Songtext
Someone with a low voice, talking on your television
And I hope this song doesn't influence your decision
Your conscience is dangerous at a time like this

Call me Sigmund Frued, I've been trying to avoid
Asking if you love me for such a long time
Psycho-analysis seems pretty pointless
I can predict your answer from your angry squinted eyes

Call me Thomas Edison, the only light I can shed on this situation is hopelessly artificial
I've been imagining the feelings in your heart that you never mentioned
You're of my own invention

A margain of error, it seems too then extreme, you've
Disproved all of my hypothesis
I follow procedure and ???
And I've come to the conclusion; you'll never be with me

Call my Charles Darwin, the evoltion of this problem has become complicated really I just want to stop it
It's survival of the swavest, and we're of different species
Never meant to mingle, ??? ??? ???

Disinfederate beings
Scientists can easily explain why whenever you're around my heart feels light
Love is just a chemical reaction but
That won't help me sleep tonight
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