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You suck the life |
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Out of the crowd |
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What side of town |
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I see you climb around and |
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Of course, you were one in the same |
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You suck the life |
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Out of the room |
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With nearly a glance |
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You are the slave of a clone |
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Of a petrified fool out of throne |
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So here I am |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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You betrayed me |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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? |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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You still need me |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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Be careful |
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We're watching |
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And you can feel us talking |
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Real patience and sorrow |
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You'll never see us let go |
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You suck the life |
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Out of the new |
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With all that you do |
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They are not even driven to find their own identity |
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You stripped the joy |
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Out of the souls |
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With the thought of use |
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You are the fashion of now |
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And the sickened flavor of cool |
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So here I am |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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You betrayed me |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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? |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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You still need me |
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You're in a trance |
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You're in a trance |
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Be careful |
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We're watching |
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And you can feel us talking |
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Real patience and sorrow |
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You'll never see us let go |
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We'll tear your heart right out of your chest |
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You're already dead |
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You can surrender |
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Save the extent of your old victories |
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We'll steal the fire out of your eyes |
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Turn it on you |
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We are the thorn in your side |
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And a bullet to blow you apart |
