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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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But that's what in our time's all about |
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Don't take me in, I'll drag you down |
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You're not the prettiest girl around |
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Take the breast stop brinking out |
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Take the drink and let's make out |
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Your pupils wide, let's go outside |
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Light up the smoke and start to ride |
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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I'm tripping in, I can't get out |
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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I'm tripping in, I can't get out |
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Well I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I'm tripping in, I can't get out |
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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I let me out |
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Don't grab my hand, I'm not your friend |
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I'm waiting for my life to end |
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Give me the gun, pass me the pen |
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Tonight's the night, our lives will end |
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I spilled the blood, it's cribs and led |
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I got the voices in my head |
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Give me the gun, pass me the pen |
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Tonight's the night our lives will end |
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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I'm tripping in, I can't get out |
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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I'm tripping in, I can't get out |
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Well I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I'm tripping in, I can't get out |
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I'm slipping in and you're tripping out |
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And I let me out |
