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If you could burn it out |
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Like a tick buried in your hide |
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If you could tear it out |
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Like a thorn stuck in your side |
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Then you can bet that |
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IDon't want to look at what you find |
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Because I'm afraid that |
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IMight want to keep it for myself |
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I thought |
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I was above you |
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I hate that |
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I love you |
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If you could tell a lie |
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Sharp enough to get through my skin |
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If you could sell a lie |
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To make me want to come back again |
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Then you can bet that |
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IWant to feel it dribble down my chin |
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Sometimes |
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I think I'd give everything away |
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To let that animal in |
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I thought |
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I was above you |
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I hate that |
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I love you |
