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Falling In Reverse - Caught Like a Fly |
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Attention, attention everyone! |
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I got a couple of things |
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I would like to get off of my chest |
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Haha |
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Friends |
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Who the f*ck needs them? |
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You know who you are! |
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Eh hmm. |
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Caught like a fly |
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In a web of your lies |
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It's truth be told now |
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Or it's meet your demise |
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So how did it feel? |
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When you held the knife |
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That you stuck right in my back |
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A thousand times |
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. |
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Your grandfather would probably roll in his grave |
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If he knew of that person that you had became |
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I will not just lay down and take this |
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Not again, not again |
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Oh, you have left my heart, black and blue |
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Just like your father did to you |
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. |
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How does it feel, knowing you're barely alive |
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See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside |
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There I was, strung out and drug through the mud |
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I must agree, you're just like me |
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. |
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And when you die |
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I won't be at your wake |
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No eulogy from me |
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Just a smile on my face |
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And while God might be busy |
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With judging your soul |
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I will have slept with the girl |
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That you loved most |
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. |
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You have left my heart, black and blue |
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Just like your father did to you |
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. |
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How does it feel, knowing you're barely alive |
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See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside |
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There I was, strung out and drug through the mud |
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I must agree, you're just like me |
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. |
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Now how does it feel, knowing you're barely alive |
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See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside |
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There I was, strung out and drug through the mud |
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I must agree, you're just like me |
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. |
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I'm no f*cking saint |
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But at least I'll f*cking sing about it |
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Oh, the audacity! |
