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And I just want to thank you |
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For all that you've done |
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The mess that you've made, your allegations |
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And I don't want to blame you |
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Yes, I mean to crackdown |
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You're essential to the process |
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And the essence of my breakdown, yeah |
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And I can't wait to sell you |
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To the village of fools' |
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Cause you're a violent hangover |
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Malicious, so cruel |
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Could you keep it secret? |
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You couldn't lock it up tight' |
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Cause you're a sea of information |
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That's spilling out from all sides |
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I think I might find you |
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A little clumsy and aloof |
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Atop a mountain of sand |
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Unhinged in untruths |
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How does it feel, upon your throne? |
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How does it feel, to be all alone? |
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How does it feel, to crawl so low? |
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You're the king of nothing, you're just a show |
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How does it feel? |
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And I will give you no words |
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Yes, I choose a mute stance |
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It's hard enough to engage |
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The smart as well as the ass |
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You couldn't keep it secret |
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You couldn't lock it up tight' |
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Cause you're a sea of information |
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That's bleeding out of the lies |
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How does it feel, upon your throne? |
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How does it feel, to be all alone? |
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How does it feel, to crawl so low? |
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You're the king of nothing, you're just a show |
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How does it feel? |
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One might deceive, one might lie |
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One more disease, yeah, the great divide |
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How does it feel to be on your own? |
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You are the seed, so welcome to the show |
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Welcome to the show, yeah |
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Welcome to the show, yeah |
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Welcome to the show |
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How does it feel? |
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Welcome to the show, oh yeah |
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How does it feel? |
