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Courage, is spilt. The spiders prey don't lie. |
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Ain't got a thing to hide. But one last dirty try, |
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pay no mind. |
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So throw me up against the wall. |
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I heard it all through your drawl. |
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A food and mouth, high depicts. |
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A parlor trick, makes me sick. |
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You say you've gone and lost my sight. |
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But you switched sides, so who's right? |
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Tell the sunshine not rise before my eyes |
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Shut |
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Scrape off, your filthy film. |
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You can push the past aside, |
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or wear it in your eyes. |
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Like one damn dirty lie. |
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But not mine. |
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So throw me up against the wall. |
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I heard it all through your drawl. |
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A food and mouth, high depicts. |
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A parlor trick, makes me sick. |
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You say you've gone and lost my sight. |
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But you switched sides so who's right? |
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Tell the sunshine, not to rise before my eyes |
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Shut |
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Me, Mine, Oh I, Will, Be, Ours |
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Oh I, Oh I. |
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You say you've gone and lost my sight. |
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You say you've gone and lost my sight. |
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You say you've gone and lost my sight. |
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But you switched sides so who's right? |
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So throw me up against the wall. |
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I heard it all through your drawl. |
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A food and mouth, high depicts. |
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A parlor trick, it makes me sick |
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You say you've gone and lost my sight. |
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But you switched sides so who's right. |
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Tell the sunshine not to rise before my eyes |
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Shut |
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You can push the past aside, |
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or wear it in your eyes. |
