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This is after the guns are drawn |
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After dusk has turned to dawn |
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This is the calm after the storm |
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It's brand new morn |
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This is after you beat your chest |
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And you talk how you're the baddest and the best |
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After we've put it all to the test |
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And we kill the rot and leave the rest |
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This is after the gloves come off |
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After the puppy show, the bluff |
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When we check what we are made of |
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The fabric and the cloth |
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Only what make' me |
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Can break me |
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Only what makes me |
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And you're not my maker |
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My pain's consuming me from the inside |
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The line got crossed so far it's out of sight |
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Delusions rule my mind |
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Should i just leave it all behind? |
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Or should i give it some more time? |
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It looks so foolish to be trying |
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To keep something alive that has lost it's will to live |
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There's so much more i wanna give |
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Only what make' me |
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Can break me |
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Only what makes me |
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And you're not my maker |
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This is the moment of truth |
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And you have lots of things to prove |
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I have been wrongly accused |
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And soon you will make your move |
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You're about to become old news |
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Your god is hating me |
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I wasn't built loose |
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I won't, I don't, I don't need you |
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(Only what make' me) see, I don't need them |
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(Can break me) no see, I don't wan't them |
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I don't need them |
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You check this no' |
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No no no... |