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you sit around there telling stories |
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taking chips from old past glories |
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i had never thought that you'd wake |
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a single left, choose |
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with some parts that you can't use |
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that's why i never liked your pity parties |
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you never really change like they say |
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oh, you'll only become more like yourself |
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he thought he knew me back in the day |
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when i was down but now i'm still flying hell |
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you talk about me so much |
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that i think that you're in love with me |
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yea, you do, it's true man, your busted |
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you talk about me to your friends |
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or anyone with time to listen |
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you can never ever be trusted |
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you never really change like they say |
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oh, you'll only become more like yourself |
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he thought he knew me back in the day |
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when i was down but now i'm still flying hell |
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end to the lies, end to the lies |
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end to the lies, end to the lies |
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now you |
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you were the foreskin |
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i was the real head |
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you were the foreskin |
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you never really change like they say |
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oh, you'll only become more like yourself |
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he thought he knew me back in the day |
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when i was down but now i'm still flying hell |
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end to the lies, end to the lies |
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end to the lies, end to the lies |
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end to the lies, end to the lies |
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end to the lies, end to the lies |
