University Hill

And when they come
 To round us up
 To gather us up
 Shadow and air
 I'll think of you
 Standing there
 Lovely in the light
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 And when they come
 To bag us up
 To make the world
 Invisible
 Oh man, it already is
 Pretty as a picture
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 But "pretty as a picture" is "halfway there"
 A fortress of solitude's no contest when you stare at oblivion
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 The game is rigged in every direction
 You play to win not a goddamn thing
 You climb the walls, you're made of string
 You climb the walls, you're made of string
 You climb the walls, you're made of string
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 And "pretty as a picture" means "halfway there"
 Your fortress of solitude's no contest when you're staring at oblivion
 
 So when they come
 To hack us up
 Arms, legs, mouth, eyes
 Used to be so nice
 
 Used to be such a thrill
 Come on, University Hill
 Come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on, come on, University Hill
 (It's called love)
 Come on