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Run, motherfucker, run. |
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Will you jump with me through the fire? |
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In these dark places evil hosts pad their savings, spent on younger faces. |
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It kills me to act surprised, so why don't you just say no? |
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If you're mad at the world, no matter, as my fake heart concedes to your fake love. |
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Jump, motherfucker, jump. |
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Will you burn with me on the pyre? |
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When the fires have died, you gotta lengthen your stride. |
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You better run, motherfucker, run. |
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It kills me to act surprised, so why don't you just say no? |
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If you're mad at the world, no matter, as my fake heart concedes to your fake love. |
