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So go on and |
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I will refrain |
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And I'll keep on running this never ending race |
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And maybe next time will be the right time |
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And maybe next time will be your time |
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So save your scissors |
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For someone else's skin |
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My surface is so tough |
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I don't think the blade will dig in |
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Save your strength |
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Save your wasted time |
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There's no way that |
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I want you to be left behind |
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Go on save your scissors |
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Save your scissors |
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So why does it always seem |
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That every time |
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I turn around, somebody falls in love with me |
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This has never been my soul intention |
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And I have never claimed to have patents on such inventions |
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And just save your scissors |
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For someone else's skin |
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My surface is so tough |
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I don't think the blade will dig in |
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Save your strength |
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Save your wasted time |
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There's no way that |
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I want you to be left behind |
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Go on and save your scissors |
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Save your scissors |
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There is something that |
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I must confess |
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To you tonight, to you tonight |
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And that is |
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I expect nothing less |
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From you tonight, from you tonight |
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Go on and save your scissors |
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Save your scissors |
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Save your scissors |
