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Ridicule my own |
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So precious alone |
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These faces of everyone |
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Remind me of home |
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You're plotting riddled sin |
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All my needs giving in |
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Blow me a kiss and leave me to the dogs |
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So, you think you got it |
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You think you know me |
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You wanna bring me down |
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I am in my finest hour |
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Ridicule my own |
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So precious alone |
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These faces of everyone |
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Remind me of home |
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You're watching me dying |
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How am I looking? |
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Why don't you take a picture |
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You're plotting riddled sin |
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All my needs giving in |
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Blow me a kiss |
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And leave me to the dogs |
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My fear, traps me waiting for it |
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My past is glowing red and yellow, again |
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Run, back where you came from |
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Not that it matters |
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I'll never see you again |
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My fists strain to sift mercy |
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Ridicule my own |
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So precious alone |
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These faces of everyone |
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Remind me of home |
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You're plotting riddled sin |
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All my needs giving in |
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Blow me a kiss and leave me to the dogs |
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My fear, traps me waiting for it |
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My past is glowing red and yellow, again |
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My fate will show me where to follow |
