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You had a better look than |
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I, you caught it from the top of my world |
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How could they know this? |
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You're cut wide open, you spill all over the floor cut wide open, you're pulling from the ropes and running from the ones you know |
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Pray to the pessimist |
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They told you not forever |
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They told you not today save me, till its all you can take you promised me broadway but you sold me cabaret |
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Spit it out for better taste |
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I don't care if you're ready or not, the sentiment tears my hold you come right up and you tear me open |
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I spill all over the floor cut wide open, its been rough being broken, all alone, this body better get up |
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Pray to the pessimist |
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They told you not forever |
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They told you not today save me, till its all you can take you promised me broadway but you sold me cabaret |
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Spit it out |
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Pray to the pessimist |
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They told you not forever |
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They told you not today save me, till its all you can take you promised me broadway but you sold me cabaret |
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I don't care if you're ready or not |
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You're ready or not |
