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So listen up |
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Punch through the truth |
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Coz we are stricken uh-huhh |
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And up here, with our asses in the air |
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I'm gonna fly to the other side |
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And find out what's news |
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This road feels rough |
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Under my shoes |
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? all that we hold true |
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And if you get your hands |
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And hold them just so |
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You might feel different and out of control |
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[Chorus:] |
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And I know there's something sick |
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With what I've been sold |
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I've been tricked, poisoned, mislead |
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In what I've been told |
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Yeah, ye-ye-yeahhh |
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So cut the crap |
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Coz I've cut my soul |
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With knives and anything that I can hold |
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But you can buy me cheap |
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If you want another round |
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You'll find me swimming in your head |
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Before you can count |
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One, two, three |
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And I know there's something sick |
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With what I've been sold |
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I've been tricked, poisoned, mislead |
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In what I've been told |
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Oh baby you don't listen much |
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To what I know, I know, I know, I know, I |
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And our hearts are lit with darkness |
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Falling down, down, down, down, down, down, down |
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And it's the cheapness of the world |
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That's been getting me down |
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With everyone screwing each other |
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And anything they've found |
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Every face I see, weeps with a colour I can't describe |
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Weeping tears and dreams that are just swept aside |
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Who are to scared to speak up |
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? the evil, the change |
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The memories that are oh so strange to us |
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It's all become clear, with this song in my ears |
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This song in my ears |
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And I know there's something sick |
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With what I've been sold |
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I've been tricked, poisoned, mislead |
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In what I've been told |
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Oh baby you don't listen much |
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To what I know, I know, I know, I know |
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And our hearts are lit with darkness |
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Falling down, down, down, down, down, down, down |
