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you can't help yourself |
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drawn like a child to a hand grenade |
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swinging the shiny rings with a smile |
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and no clue what a mess you've made |
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tell me what it's like |
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having everything at once |
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before i show you what it's like to lose control |
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you're gonna cry for me to stop |
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but i'll decide when you've had enough |
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you wanna die? well that's fucking tough |
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you'll have to wait until i'm done with you |
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as if anything i could say could save us |
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we're not worth the makeup |
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that runs away from your eyes |
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you can't help yourself |
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you gotta stick your hands into everything |
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you better watch those fingers girl- |
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fates got a way with a razor blade |
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tell me what it's like |
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when there's nothing left to give |
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because you've spent your life searching for yourself |
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you're gonna scream that you're stuck |
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you're gonna blame it all on luck |
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you're gonna change? |
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the jig is up so now you answer for what you've done |
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for what you've done cause i've got a long list of question |
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and you've got a whole lot of lying to do to cover up your confusion at the time |
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just say you're done |
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cause you can be quite convincing when you want to be |
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fall to your knees |
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lie to me lie to me |
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i beg of you i beg of you |
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in a fashion that bleeds sincerity |
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just well versed enough for me to believe |
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so i can tell you what it's like |
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when there's nothing you can do |
