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Flying out the door like I've been propelled by, |
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Twenty thousand strong, singing songs, |
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Swear to God I feel like Menelaus, |
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(It's here! Run quick! Oh, shit!) |
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You pay me on, I'll pay you in, |
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And don't let driver see that can, |
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Cause I'm not walking. |
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I'm not here for salvation, |
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No hyped up adulation, |
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Cause this God will tell me what to think, |
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So don't pull me down just buy me one more! |
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I know (I know), |
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I know that it's time to go, |
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I think it's safe to say that this drink has taken hold. |
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(Great, you look fucked) |
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God swears to me I'll feel much worse, |
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And I can't take this bitter taste, |
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Cause what I want's not sold in glasses, |
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Thinking right back to a time, |
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Reality was not defined by |
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There will be no redemptation, |
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No reconciliation, |
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Cause this God will tell me what to think, |
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So don't pull me down just buy me one more! |
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I know (I know), |
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I know that it's time to go, |
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I think it's safe to say that this drink has taken hold. |
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You see (You see), |
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You can see that this is not me, |
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So I'll go on ruining myself for just one more evening more. |
