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There's something wrong with me. |
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That's why |
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I wrote this note. |
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I've joined the writers who believe they have the antidote. |
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So I will go quickly now and leave breadcrumbs on the street. |
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I'll feel much better after |
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I take my maternal leave. |
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Let out a sign, pretend to die. |
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You're going to need an alibi. |
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A Broken Arm, the same smell. |
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So just relax no one will tell. |
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That brings you down.(2X) |
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You have got to keep bringing me down. |
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It stings me all over again; it's the same dream in the back of my head. |
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Lock me up.(9X) |
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I've been collecting stones that |
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I think I'll throw at you. |
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I can't forget your face, |
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I'm sorry dear but that's my cue. |
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I'll be the first to leave. |
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And return with a ring. |
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Just keep your ears open and one day you might hear me sing. |
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Let out a sign, pretend to die. |
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You're going to need an alibi. |
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A broken arm, the same smell. |
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So just relax no one will know. |
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That brings you down.(2X) |
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You have got to keep bringing me down. |
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It stings me all over again; it's the same dream in the back of my head, in the back of my head. |
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Lock me up, |
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Lock me up, |
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Lock me up, |
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Lock me up, |
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Lock me up, |
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Lock me up, |
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Lock me up, |
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LOCK ME UP! |
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No one will know. |
