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Saturday night's a lie, I follow every cue |
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Sunday is sanctified, I smile and take the pew |
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Monday it's back to school - Am I learning, not at all |
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Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday, Friday I just crawl |
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Gotta fight, gotta stop living a lie |
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Gotta fall, gotta lay down and die |
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Gotta stand and run to the other side |
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Gotta live or it's Murder By Pride |
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Seeds that were growing have been dried up by my flesh |
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I walk the walk and talk the talk but where's the rest |
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I could have everything even what's behind the stars |
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But I built my prison without windows, without bars |
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Gotta fight, gotta stop living a lie |
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Gotta fall, gotta lay down and die |
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Gotta stand and run to the other side |
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Gotta live or it's Murder By Pride |
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Gotta fight, gotta stop living a lie |
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Gotta fall, gotta lay down and die |
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Gotta stand and run to the other side |
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Gotta live or it's Murder By Pride |
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Gotta fall, gotta lay down and die |
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Gotta stand and run to the other side |
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Gotta live or it's Murder By Pride |
