| I like the way that I make you itch
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| And all the reasons I give you to bitch
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| And how I make you wanna scream in pain
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| And feel your life is just a losing game
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| I like the way that you let me in
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| The way you look when the walls cave in
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| I like the way that your stomach knots
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| And how you cry for it all to stop
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| I like the way that you fool yourself
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| And make believe there’s nobody else
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| I like the way that you stand in line
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| And beg salvation from the empty skies
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| Don’t want no revenge
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| Ain’t no pay back time
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| It ain’t called getting even
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| Here comes the reconing day
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| I like the things that you try to fake
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| And your face when I see you break
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| And that you say you will pray for me
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| You realize you are prey for me
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| I like the way you stay on attack
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| No matter what, I keep coming back
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| And how you try to hold me down
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| But you end up driven to the ground |