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You never remember where you're from, You got no idea what you done |
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You came to me with your problems in your hands, and I promised to give you everything I am |
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You're a living reaction with a brain, Got no feelings cause they cause you pain |
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Pain spelled out is the title of guilt, It burns out the rotten core of the life you built |
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{You bastard, you bastard, you don't do nothing that's not for you |
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You bastard, you bastard, You're a catch 22} |
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You been wondering whether I'm alive or dead, and I've been living with your hole in my head |
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It's the rhythm of the way we live, Born to destroy all we give |
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You're a living reaction with a brain, Got no feelings cause they cause you pain |
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Pain spelled out is the title of guilt, It burns out the rotten core of the life you built |
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(Chorus) |
