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It's been years of waiting here for you (you) |
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and I'm not waiting anymore here for you (you), |
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here they burn for murder. |
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So now I want to see the world burn in flames (flames), |
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and I'll light the match, till you respect me... |
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till you respect me... |
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until you respect me. |
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Burn... for... |
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It's been years of waiting here for you (you) |
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and I'm not waiting anymore here for you (you), |
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'cause here they burn for murder. |
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So now I want to see the world burn in flames (flames), |
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and I'll light the match, till you respect me... |
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till you respect me... |
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till you respect me... |
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till you respect me. |
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'Cause I will not speak until you respect me. |
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'Cause I will not speak until you respect me... |
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till you respect me. |
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Yeah... Yeah... |
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Fiction is me and I'm my own apathy. |
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I have done nothing with my pistols. |
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They say it just takes a second to die, |
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but I was set up to be knocked down. |
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Well, it's all over now. |
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Somewhere a violin plays as I watch this ship capsize. |
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But I am a long mean streak of independence, |
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and between you and I, |
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there's no difference... |
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no difference... no difference... |
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there's no difference. |
