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Let down and fallen out to be |
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Coked up and gone fleeing south |
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You're disengaged |
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While she stays home |
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To pick up your tabs |
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Cause your just horny |
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With secret texts |
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From other names |
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In your old phone |
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By the picture frames |
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And you think I must not remember |
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You think I must not remember |
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But I do |
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I must not remember |
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Here lies the magician |
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Survived by applause but still can't listen |
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The Bastardizer |
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The patron saint |
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Of disconnection |
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Of feelnoshame |
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You leave a son |
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Who has your name |
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When you're finally gone |
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He'll be okay |
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You think I must not remember |
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But I do |
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You think I must not remember |
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But I do I do |
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You think I must not remember |
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You think I must not remember |
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You think I must not remember |
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Must not remember |
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I must not remember |
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Runaway father |
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You swear him away |
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Now that you're absent |
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You find it okay |
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Next generation |
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It's feeling the same |
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Raising themselves up but can't forget your name |
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I must not remember |
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Runaway father |
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You swear him away |
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Now that you're absent |
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You find it okay |
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Next generation |
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It's feeling the same |
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Raising themselves up but can't forget your name |
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I must not remember |
