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I'm full of good intentions |
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Like I never was before |
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It's too late for prevention |
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But I don't think it's too late for the cure |
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So you call in your minions |
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And see what you can find |
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Night time or morning |
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These hands are sticky but I don't mind |
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Why must you always be around? |
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Why can't you just leave it be? |
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It's done nothing so far but destroy my life |
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You cause as much sorrow dead |
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As you did when you were alive |
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I never said I was tough |
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That was everyone else |
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So you're a fool to attack me |
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For the image that you built yourself |
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Just sounds more vicious |
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Than I actually mean |
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I really am soft |
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Yes, I'm tender and sweet |
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Why must you always be around? |
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Why can't you just leave it be? |
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You've done nothing so far but destroy my life |
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You cause as much sorrow dead |
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As you did when you were alive |
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Why must you always ask me? |
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Why can't you just leave me be? |
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You've done nothing so far but destroy my life |
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You cause as much sorrow dead |
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As you did when you were alive |
