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I see right through you when you sing it back to me |
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I read that fine print and |
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I saw you staggering |
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Regurgitate the shit you find in the dirty dreams of a rapist's mind |
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Congratulate the corpse you drag, put the money in the body bag |
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Right in front of us |
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The stop and start machine |
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You've been singing with the liar's tongue |
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With every crippled word you said to me |
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With every fractured breath and broken glare |
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You were pawning off your babies' debt with a cold paycheck |
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Abandon what you built |
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Repair your hope with guilt |
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There's nothing left here to suffocate |
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With razor wire arms you reach and miss the throat |
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There's nothing left to love about this city anymore |
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The politics and the hired whore |
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Now, save your breath |
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Now, into your mouth |
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Did this to yourself |
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You can't repair the punctured lung |
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Secrets seep thru the stress cracks |
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Shut your mouth |
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I read the fine print |
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Now, shut your mouth |
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You did this to yourself |
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Now shut your mouth and pay the rent |
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You say it |
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Like your life depends on believing in your own lie |
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I see right thru you when you sing it |
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Sing it back to me |
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Now, say it like your life depends on believing in your own lie |
