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That's the way that it is |
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I live under a bell-shaped curve for being average |
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I know you have been wanting to mention |
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I treat myself because I'm dying for attention |
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Then I take a sword in my hand and climb up a mountain |
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And call the names of the people I know who will rock me in the end |
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Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the walls |
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Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the halls |
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That's the way that it goes |
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I climbed so bloody high I couldn't stop my bleeding nose |
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I treat myself and it feels good so I treat more |
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And when I spin, touching you is less of a chore |
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And then I take a sword in my hand and climb up a mountain |
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And call the names of the people I know who will rock me in the end |
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Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the walls |
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Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the halls |
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Let the bells ring |
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Let the bells ring |
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Let the bells ring |
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Let the bells ring |
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Let the bells ring |
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Let the bells ring |