| Sensitive one, are you cool
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| Or are you just abused?
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| I have seen the ways
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| That you keep yourself amused
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| I have seen the life
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| Of the one who’s left behind
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| Heard the soft tears
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| Of the half snake on the rise
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| And the words came down in tatters and flames
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| Yeah, your words came down in tatters and flames
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| And it’s the closest I’ve felt to a song destroying me
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| I can’t see a single face or a word they sell
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| Everybody here is too far up everyone else
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| When you find the truth, cut it out with a razor blade
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| When you distribute, choose your voice like a hand grenade
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| And the words came down in daggers and flames
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| Yeah, your words came down in daggers and flames
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| And it’s the closest I’ve felt to a song destroying me
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| It’s the closest I’ve felt
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| What they say, when
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| What they say, when there is nothing left to burn
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| Yeah, there’s no one else
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| Ooh, set fire, ooh, set fire
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| Ooh, set fire, set fire to yourself
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| Ooh, what they say
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| Ooh, what they say, when there is nothing left to burn
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| Yeah, there’s no one else
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| Ooh, set fire, ooh, set fire
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| Ooh, set fire to yourself
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| What they saying now
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| What they saying now
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| What they saying now
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| What they saying now
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| What you aiming?
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| What you aiming?
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| What you aiming?
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| What you aiming?
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| What they say when
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| What they say when
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| What they say when
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| What they say when |