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You think |
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I don't see you standing there |
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You think |
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I don't hear you, |
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I don't care |
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You think you are my friend, that's not the case 'cause nothing bugs me more, than your face |
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Liar: a turncoat, a welcher, a thief |
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Liar: you're gutless and empty in between |
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Liar: no backbone, no trust 'cause you breach |
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Liar: revenge as |
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I smash in your teeth |
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You think |
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I've got the time, talk to you |
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You think |
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I give a shit what you do |
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You think that |
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I don't mind sharing my space |
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But nothing bugs me more, than your face |
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You think that you can hang out with the band |
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You think you'll squeeze right in, can't be a fan |
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You think you are my friend, that's not the case 'cause nothing bugs me more, than your face |