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I'm under pressure, |
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Be-gi-gi-ginning to overdrive. |
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I'm a loose canon mmh, |
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I will not make it out alive. |
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See I'm wrapped around your finger, |
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I'm digging in the dirt. |
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I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth. |
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'Cause you're running me in circles, |
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I'm running out of breath, |
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But you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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Save your givings for the living instead. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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You're a comicular, |
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Each day I die in a million ways. |
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I cut you out of my life, |
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But I'm to weak by 14 days |
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I'm wrapped around your finger, |
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I'm digging in the dirt. |
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I'm to deep into this shit I can taste the earth. |
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You're running me in circles, |
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I'm running out of breath, |
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But you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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Save your givings for the living instead. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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After I'm dead. |
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When I'm gone, who are you to mourne ? |
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No don't touch me when I'm lying in my coffin. |
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Don't stand there crying as you're watching. |
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Don't put no flowers by my final bed. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
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Save your givings for the living instead. |
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Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. |
