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You gotta love the lie |
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You gotta love the lie |
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Love, life, love, god, girls and lies |
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I can't hear through those veneers |
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But you keep speaking with those pearly whites |
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Love the life that you live if it gives love back |
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And we gotta stay together for the kids |
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If you want to disappear don't announce it |
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Vanish in thin air and bounce, quick |
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Fix the cowlick, slick your hair back |
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Ride the rim bare back, you stared at |
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Lady Godiva might have been an exhibitionist |
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I'm not here to judge voyeuristic fetishes |
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If nobody looked, it's a closed book |
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You could put your hang ups on a coat hook |
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I'm from a puritanical land where they burn witches |
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I'm the result of a welfare running up your sickness |
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Joy never came, |
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Jesus never helped |
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We were all to blame, god beat us with a belt |
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If I heard your name, |
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I'd retreat into myself |
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I won't hurt your name, |
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I'll keep it to myself with |
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Love, life, love, god, girls and lies |
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I can't hear through those veneers |
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But you keep speaking through those pearly whites |
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No legacy to claim, no enemies to squelch |
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No chemical imbalance that could remedy itself[Incomprehensible] for the parents medicine is on the shelf |
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Put the trophy in the spotlight, watch as it melts |
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Metal wouldn't survive, plastic is cheaper |
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Ran into the fire, she asked me to leave her |
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I did what |
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I could with the wood and the flammables |
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Stood with the good little animals, ran with the bulls |
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Soot on my hands that were full |
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Put the good book on the mantle |
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Burn, baby, burn, you could serve as a candle |
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Last thing |
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I heard was her on the piano |
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Last thing |
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I saw was her being herself |
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By beating herself, to see if it could help |
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If I heard your name, |
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I'd retreat into myself |
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I won't hurt your name, |
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I'll keep it to myself with |
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Love, life, love, god, girls and lies |
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I can't hear through those veneers |
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But you keep speaking through those pearly whites |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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The killer never came, |
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Jesus never helped |
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We were all to blame, god beat us with a belt |
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If I heard your name, |
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I'd retreat into myself |
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I won't hurt your name, |
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I'll keep it to myself |
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No legacy to claim, no enemies to squelch |
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No chemical imbalance that could remedy itself[Incomprehensible] for the parents medicine is on the shelf |
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Put the trophy in the spotlight, watch as it melts with love |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
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Love the lie |
