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You got a whiplash tongue that is sharp like a razor |
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With your kill switch mind a role manipulator |
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And you're so alive |
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I can see ya on the marque |
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You're in over drive but you're lookin' for the soul key |
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The man...the man in the middle |
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Someone can...now can you cry me a riddle |
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You're a big bone lickin' |
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I can feel your vibration |
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A dime before you're drinkin' no you need a vacation |
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With your mighty fine wealth now you're livin' in a typhoon |
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You better check your health |
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I see the risin' of the black moon |
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The man...the man in the middle |
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Someone can...now can you cry me a riddle |
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Can't see the light and the darkness has fallen upon you |
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Live and you die in the madness that gathers around you |
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In a big black car now you're full of ambition |
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You're a rock n roll star with a killer condition |
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Yeah talks so cheap and |
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I heard it on the grape vine |
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You better sow what you reap or you'll be walkin' on a flatline |
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The man...the man in the middle |
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Someone can...now can you cry me a riddle |
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Can't see the light and the darkness has fallen upon you |
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Live and you die in the madness that gathers around you [solo] |
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Got a whiplash tongue that is sharp like a razor |
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With your kill switch mind a role manipulator |
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And you're so alive |
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I can see you on the marque |
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You're in over drive but you're lookin' for the soul key |
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The man...the man in the middle |
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Someone can...can you cry me a riddle |
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Can't see the light and the darkness has fallen upon you |
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Can't see the light till you open your eyes |
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Can't see the light till you open your eyes |
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Yeah...you're the man |
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But can you cry me a riddle |
