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You want a piece of my mind, there is no peace to find |
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This is all of your doubt repaid in kind |
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I am alone in crowded rooms, |
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I am a ghost in forgotten tombs |
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Widow maker, you're no company to keep ' |
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Cause you can fool some people, sometimes |
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But you can't fool the world for the rest of your life |
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You can fool some people, sometimes |
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But you can't fool the world |
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Nobody notices, nobody cares |
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The curtain falls to no one, no where |
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Nobody notices, nobody cares |
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As the curtain falls |
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Soulless, spineless |
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Cut from the beggar's cloth |
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You fill your skull with their shit 'til it runs from your mouth |
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Heartless, carcass |
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I've seen more life in dead men's eyes, |
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I've heard more truths alone with the night |
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And I'd rather believe in nothing than believe in a ****ing lie |
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I'd sooner fail one thousand times than regret |
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I've never tried ' |
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Cause you can fool some people, sometimes |
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But you can't fool the world for the rest of your life |
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You can fool some people, sometimes |
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But you can't fool the world |
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You can't fool us all |
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You howl at the world, but speak a dead language |
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You're selling your soul, but no one is buying |
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You pray to your gods of fashion and industry |
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Heads in the clouds, but you live on your ****ing knees |
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Nobody notices, nobody cares |
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The curtain falls to no one, no where |
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Nobody notices, nobody cares |
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As the curtain ****ing falls |
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Soulless, spineless |
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Cut from the beggar's cloth |
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You fill your skull with their shit 'til it runs from your mouth |
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Heartless, carcass |
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I've seen more life in dead men's eyes, |
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I've heard more truths alone with the night |
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No peace to find |
