| Pull now the trigger!
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| The light gleams through my room.
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| Pull now the trigger!
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| It’s the right thing you gotta do.
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| I take the pills left there on the shore (The white shore!)
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| They make me sweet they make me sure (Of your trick!)
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| It’s fake what you take better look further from what you are now.
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| So tell me what’s going on tonight,
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| Why I feel so observed?
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| I fill my mind witch cathy tunes (CDE!)
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| They make me swing they make me cool (More than you!)
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| It’s fake what you take better look further from what you are now.
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| The cat said to me «I told you, I told you man!
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| You can’t own me you cannot wear those big bad boots
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| I was your poet you’ll be my paper-cover,
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| By now I’ll take back all the poems you’ve stolen from me».
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| He teases me like a child
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| But he doesn’t know what I still have got for him.
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| So tell me what’s going wrong tonight
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| I’m watching my back!
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| I feel obsessed with being the best
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| But now you want it back.
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| The cat said to me «I told you, I told you man!
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| You can’t own me you cannot wear those big bad boots
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| I was your poet you’ll be my paper-cover,
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| By now I’ll take back all the poems you’ve stolen from me».
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| The cat said to me «I told you, I told you man!
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| You can’t own me you cannot wear those big bad boots
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| I was your poet you’ll be my paper-cover,
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| By now I’ll take back all the poems you’ve stolen from me». |