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I know these things have passed you by. |
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I know it's tough to even try. |
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It's such a different kind of scene, |
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I know you don't know what |
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I mean. Yeah well, |
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I tried to tell you before. |
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I know all you want is more. |
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I'll always tell you different stuff, no matter what won't be enough. |
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I figure it'll be cool sometime after |
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I've cooked everyone |
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I find. I can only take it to that certain place, it's just not cool, look at your face. |
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Whenever you get in my face, there's something strange |
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I start to taste. |
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Hold back, hold back, hold back. |
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Hold back, hold back, hold back. |
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It's all restrained, |
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I'm gettin' baked. |
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Is it okay, or am |
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I a flake? |
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So, everytime you see me now, you psyche for a minute 'til you remember how |
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I clogged your entire mind with muck. |
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You stop smiling, remember how everything sucked. |
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Dancing around what |
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I could say, 'cause |
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I just can't live that way. |
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Hold back, that's not enough to stay. |
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Hold back, hold back. |
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Hold back, hold back, hold back. |
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Hold back, hold back, hold back. |
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Hold back, hold back, hold back. |
