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If you're seeking repair for figure eights in the ice in your stare |
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Seven stories we're climbing tonight |
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So if you're angry about the fact that it's red |
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I'll surrender, I'll change it to white |
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Sneaking looks at you sleeping around |
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At you, grass stained and drunk on the ground |
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So we're taking you down with the scissor, paper, rock again |
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(So we're taking you down) |
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Scissor, paper, rock again |
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So we're taking you down with the scissor, paper, rock again |
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(So we're taking you down) |
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Scissor, paper, rock again |
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So we're taking you down with the scissor, paper, rock again |
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(So we're taking you down) |