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Like a needle in a haystack |
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Provoking all my allergies |
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The genie's out of the bottle |
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This day will live in infamy |
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In the shadow of the spectre |
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Under the Sword of Damocles |
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Well I have but one regret |
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That I have not killed you yet |
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Those burnholes in the mattress |
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Bring back such sweet memories |
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It's nature versus nurture |
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The princess and the pea |
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Mirror mirror on the wall |
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Oh who will be the first to fall |
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I'm gonna solve all of your problems |
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With a lingering embrace |
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The center of the universe |
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Is a very crowded place |
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In the shadow of the spectre |
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Under the Sword of Damocles |
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Well I have but one regret |
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That I have not killed you yet |
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The repulsive and the ignorant |
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Are gonna meet their maker yet |
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With the kindness of a blindfold |
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And one last cigarette |
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Grand high exalted ruler |
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My kingdom for a horse |
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I know an even quicker way |
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Than a Mexican divorce |
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Mirror mirror on my back |
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Oh who will be the first to crack |
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Mirror mirror on the wall |
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Oh who will be the first to fall |
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I"m gonna solve all of your problems |
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With a lingering embrace |
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The center of the universe |
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Is a very crowded place |
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In the shadow of the spectre |
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Under the Sword of Damocles |
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Well I have but one regret |
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That I have not killed you yet |
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Underneath the shattered dome |
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A prisoner in my own home |
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Everything you know is wrong |
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The throbbing of testosterone |
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Erupture rising in my craw |
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The sound is too loud to ignore |
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You went and threw it all away |
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More trouble coming every day |
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It's nature versus nurture |
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The princess and the pea |
|
The genie's out of the bottle |
|
This day will live in infamy |
|
I'm gonna solve all of your problems |
|
With a lingering embrace |
|
the center of the universe |
|
Is a very crowded place |
|
In the shadow of the spectre |
|
Under the Sword of Damocles |
|
Well I have but one regret |
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That I have not killed you yet |