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What's with that halo hovering |
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Above that thick skull, spare me |
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If I do say, so |
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I think you're covering' |
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Course there was nothing could've prepared me |
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For the side effect of this dirty drug |
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The way you punish me and then you shrug |
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What's with that phone call, baby? |
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It's like you're trying, just trying to crush me |
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Do you feel stronger each time you push me, dear? |
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Did you tell your mom your carpet bombed before you left here |
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And is it just the side effect of this dirty drug |
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Or does each apology sound more like a shrug? |
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Are you at home now with your kitty cats? |
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Are you just at home now with the way that you act? |
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Do you split the rent there with all your secrets |
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Or do you just pretend to all your friends they're uninvited guests? |
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Yes and when you want it tidy tell me |
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Can you still dispel me, sweep me neatly under the rug? |
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And then does your conscience ever mention |
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The way that you treat me or do you just fend it off with a |
