| 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 cure
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| So you call in your minions
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| See what you can’t 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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| It just sounds more vicious
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| Then I activally mean
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| I really am soft + tender + 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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| 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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| (REPEAT) |