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I walk you run feel so outdone you always wanted it to be one on one |
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I cus youre free make me believe that youve been innocent till proven guilty |
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so scrape my hands and knees |
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softer now i bleed for your forgiveness cause the world cant stand to witness |
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you keep tearing me down looks like i met my match today |
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blame me in everything |
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make me a rival |
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but you still dont see that youre |
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sore winner, a sore winner |
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losing is not your thing |
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cant hold the title but you still dont see that youre |
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sore winner, a sore winner |
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i watch you feed pick up your speed |
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it cant be saving if its already been won |
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i blame for ? but you dont listen |
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? for me on whaty oure missing missing out on |
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forgiveness competition |
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so scrape my hands and knees |
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softer now i read your mind as interest as were coming down to inches |
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you keep tearing me down looks like i met my match today |
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blame me in everything |
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make me a rival |
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but you still dont see that youre |
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sore winner, a sore winner |
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losing is not your thing |
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cant hold the title but you still dont see that youre |
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sore winner, a sore winner |
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blame me in everything |
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make me a rival |
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but you still dont see that youre |
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sore winner, a sore winner |
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losing is not your thing |
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cant hold the title but you still dont see that youre |
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sore winner, a sore winner |