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This is the calm before the storm, |
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Three words through your bedroom door. |
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And everybody knows that, |
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It is the place to start. |
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Why say something safe, |
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When I can blow you away. |
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It's a game only liars play, |
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Stop swinging above your weight. |
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So take off |
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All of your clothes. |
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There ain't no shame of taking names, |
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My heart isn't in the home. |
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So take off |
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All of your clothes. |
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There ain't no shame of taking names, |
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My heart isn't in the home. |
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This is a stab in the back, |
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That I have been waiting for, |
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You've had me running in circles, |
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Loosing my head at all costs. |
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And it isn't a secret, |
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If you can't keep it. |
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So I disguise the lie, |
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Cut you down, down to size. |
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So take off |
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All of your clothes. |
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There ain't no shame of taking names, |
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My heart isn't in the home. |
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So take off |
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All of your clothes. |
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There ain't no shame of taking names, |
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My heart isn't in the home. |
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Cowards are golden, |
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And I know the words hurt. |
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Bones we can fix, |
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And lessons we'll learn. |
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Cowards are golden, |
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And I know the words hurt. |
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Bones we can fix, |
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The lessons we'll learn. |
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Cowards are golden, |
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Cowards are golden, |
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Cowards are golden, |
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Cowards are golden, |
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Cowards are golden, |
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And I know the words hurt. |
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Bones we can fix, |
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The lessons we'll learn. |
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Cowards are golden, |
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And I know the words hurt. |
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Bones we can fix, |
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The lessons we'll learn. |
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You mean more. |
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You mean more. |
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You mean more. |
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You mean more. |