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You burden me with your questions |
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You'd have me tell no lies |
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You're always asking what it's all about |
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But don't listen to my replies |
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You say to me I don't talk enough |
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But when I do I'm a fool |
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These times I've spent, I've realized |
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I'm going to shoot through |
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And leave you |
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The things, you say |
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Your purple prose just gives you away |
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The things, you say |
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You're unbelievable |
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You burden me with your problems |
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By telling me more than mine |
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I'm always so concerned |
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With the way you say |
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You've always go to stop |
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To think of us being one |
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Is more than I ever know |
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But god this time, I realize |
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I'm going to shoot through |
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And leave you |
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The things, you say |
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Your purple prose just gives you away |
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The things, you say |
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You're unbelievable |
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Seemingly lastless, don't mean |
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You can ask us |
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Pushing down the relative |
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Bringing out your higher self |
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Think of the fine times |
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Pushing down the better few |
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Instead of bringing out the clues |
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To what the world and everything anger to |
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Brace yourself with the grace of ease |
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I know this world ain't what it seems. |
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What the fuck was that |
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It's unbelievable |
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You burden me with your questions |
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You'd have me tell no lies |
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You're always asking what it's all about |
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But don't listen to my replies |
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You say to me I don't talk enough |
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But when I do I'm a fool |
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These times I've spent, I've realized |
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I'm going to shoot through |
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And leave you |
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The things, you say |
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Your purple prose just gives you away |
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The things, you say, is why i love you more |
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The things, you say |
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Your purple prose just gives you away |
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The things, you say |
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You're unbelievable |
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You're so unbelievable |
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You're unbelievable |