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Just say that I'm the man under |
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'Cause understatement at its worst |
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I was completely incapacitated |
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By your southern charm |
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It hit me like an ancient gipsy curse |
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But this instrument used was such precision |
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It's like a concrete wall |
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A thousand meters tall |
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And I'm trying to climb the dicy walls a million times |
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But I simply cannot find inside of me |
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The requisite press on |
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(Chorus) |
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Your silence is a weapon |
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It's like a nuclear bomb |
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It's like the age and orangely used |
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To use in Vietnam |
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It's a company by an apathy |
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It's deafening through the years |
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You know it is complete and perfect |
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And you wield it without fears |
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(Verse) |
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It isn't complicated you just don't care |
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You attack me by not saying anything |
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You say that you don't bring your anger to me |
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But it poisons every fiber of your being |
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Now you started something that you cannot fetch |
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And left us standing in the wreckage of my own |
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And the one thing that brings me in the comfort |
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Is the knowledge is that no matter who you're with |
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You'll always be alone |
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(Chorus) x2 |
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Your silence is a weapon |
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It's like a nuclear bomb |
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It's like the age and orangely used |
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To use in Vietnam |
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It's a company by an apathy |
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It's deafening through the years |
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You know it is complete and perfect |
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And you wield it without fears |
