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Honey, I swear it's not my fault |
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They shut us down, the big door was locked |
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The bigger the dream, the bigger the trap |
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The bigger the black in disappointment |
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I crossed my fingers till they were broke |
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I threw a brick, the arc it formed so slow |
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And on TV, outside the mall, in my defence |
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I've been spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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I wish I'd done something with my life |
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Something safe, it's so useless |
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I move through days like I were a knife |
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My eyes were blue now they're bruises |
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A silver cross on tan wet skin |
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I'm thirsty thinking I should climb in |
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Heather, please, heaven knows I'm by a thread |
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I've been spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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You're on your side facing the wall |
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Our room disappears between the street lights |
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Come the pride, come the fall |
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We volunteered |
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We've been spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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All that money can buy, all that money can buy |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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Spitting out American dirt |
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No more, no more, no more, mother |
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No more, no more, no more, mother |
