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Been trying all night |
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To make you listen |
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Say you know me now |
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I don't know myself |
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A fight an hour |
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The lust of power |
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I won't play the part |
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Of deeply scarred |
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Cause I don't think I will be back again |
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Your words don't bring content |
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You've said them so blindly as I have bled |
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And despise all that you've said |
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I've got a new thing |
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I've got a new thing |
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I've got a new thing |
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I'm over listening |
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I call it quits |
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And I don't think I will be back again |
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Your words don't bring content |
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You've said them so blindly as I have bled |
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And despise what you've said |
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Have you ever been kicked when you're already down? |
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You see it come |
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But you dare not make a sound |
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Remain standing |
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And put a foot to the face that |
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Did the pushing and then pass |
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If silence is gained |
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It's overwhelming |
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I don't think I will be back again |
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Your words don't bring content |
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You've said them so blindly as I have bled |
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And despise all that you've said |
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Have you ever been kicked when you're already down? |
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You see it come |
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But you dare not make a sound |
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Have you ever been kicked when you're already down? |
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You see it come |
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But you dare not make a sound |
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Remain standing |
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You have taken a piece of me |
