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Like a panther on the prowl |
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Hear me purr, hear me growl |
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I was fearless, fearless |
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I'm wearing my slinky boots |
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I'm wearing that kookie mood |
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Now they seem to fit less |
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What am I gonna do? |
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How do I face the truth? |
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Loveless, loveless |
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What am I gonna do? |
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Now that I know the truth |
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It's loveless, loveless |
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I know what's good for me |
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I know what's bad for me |
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All that sweetness, covered falseness |
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It's a sick and twisted game |
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To and fro and back again |
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Could I see it? Did I hear it? |
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Maybe I should love less |
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Maybe I should trust less |
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I don't love this loveless |
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What am I gonna do? |
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Now that I know the truth? |
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Loveless, loveless |
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I remember everything |
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I can still recall the pain |
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I was left there for dead |
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Can't play this game again |
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To and fro and back again |
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It's senseless, I'm doubtless |
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What am I gonna do? |
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How could you be so cruel? |
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Loveless, loveless |
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What am I gonna do? |
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How do I face the truth? |
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It's loveless, loveless |
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What am I gonna do? |
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Now that I know the truth? |
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Oh, what am I gonna do? |
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How could you be so cruel? |