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If you feel like a riot, then don't you deny it |
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Put your good foot forward |
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No need for heroics I just want you to show it |
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Now's the time to shine |
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Your independence is a half ass deliverance |
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The train left the station |
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The recognition of the same old condition |
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Your symptoms showing through |
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Well regardless of the truth |
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You still act so aloof |
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In the face of your judge & jury |
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You have the nerve to say not guilty |
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But can you sting me |
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Can you sting me |
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Right to my rotten bones |
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Well the bells ring out for the crimes of the century |
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By courtesy of your mother |
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The signs reads welcome to the valley of discovery |
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Look at what money can buy |
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Sons & daughters better open your eyes |
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Tell me what you're seeing |
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This submission is a tired tradition |
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It's everyone's sacrifice |
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Well believe you me |
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I've got nothing up my sleeve |
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Except a heart and a chip on my shoulder |
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Yes I'm young and don't like getting older |
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Yeah but can you sting me |
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Can you sting me |
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Right to my rotten bones |
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Come on my sweet little thing |
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What new things can you show me today |
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I got one question |
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I believe it's subjective |
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What is a wasp without her sting? |
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I don't want to sound bitter |
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Yeah you touch me just like murder |
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Living ain't so easy |
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When all I want from you is to sting me |
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Can you sting me |