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Christian says everyone's to love him |
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Christian says just let go |
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Christian says you can't be happy being this way |
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Christian says he'll never let you go |
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Christian says he can't let you, let you run free |
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'Cause Christian says he needs you so |
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In this age of frozen freaks |
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The only highs we get are low |
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In this age of cold relief |
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Brings only what a way to go |
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With money in your pocket |
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You say wise and always free |
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But with that money in your pocket |
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You've got nowhere to go |
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But baby, baby, baby wants an empire |
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Baby, baby, baby needs a real thief |
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'Cause baby, baby, baby wants an empire |
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Baby, baby, baby wants a real piece |
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These words hang empty in the air |
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The only sounds you speak are dumb |
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And I'm a vampire |
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In this age of golden grief |
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Your own reflection's on the blink |
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This burning issue won't cease |
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This burning issue's got to go |
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'Cause baby, baby, baby, wants an empire |
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Baby, baby, baby needs a real thief |
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Baby, baby, baby wants an empire |
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Baby, baby, baby wants a real piece |
