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No morning cup of coffee |
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That stuff just puts me right to sleep |
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I'd rather see what's in this box |
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Amusing bits of fiction |
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Historical revision |
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Misinformation for all the world to see |
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Thinly veiled animosity |
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Unbridled hostility |
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You're lashing out at me |
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Nobody told me this was meant to be a contest of popularity |
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For supremacy |
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Why do you think you're better than me? |
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It's not what you achieve |
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It's what you believe and who you place your trust in |
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That ultimately gives you legitamacy |
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This tiny little box echos with your rage |
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Not since poor old pandora has so much venom been unleashed |
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By simply opening a box |
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Your take gets more embellished |
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I truly think you relish the chance at another swing at me |
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You wear your poker face: |
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Big smile, every hair in place |
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But you can't mask your rage |
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Thinly veiled animosity |
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Unbridled hostility |
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You're lashing out at me |
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Your mouth's like a ship with no rudder |
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Why'd I ever call you a brother |
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Don't greet me with a kiss |
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This relationship doesn't need that twist |
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The past is just that |
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Let it die, let sleeping dogs lie |
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Six years and counting why don't you let go of your rage |