| Strong hold on my poor soul
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| And you come around, you come around
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| You come after me
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| And sweat gold
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| Tenfold
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| And you come around after me
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| I know you’re a liar
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| Threw me into the fire
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| And I should’ve know, I should’ve know
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| Goddamn you’re a liar
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| Threw me into the fire
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| Yeah I should’ve known, I should’ve known
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| But oh, oh oh
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| My body’s full of guts and other stuff
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| And oh, oh oh
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| My body’s full enough
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out
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| Sad sort with a pitchfork
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| Got me spun around, spun around, spun around
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| Spun on the spit
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| And move quick
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| Wipe it from your mitt
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| You wash it down, you wash it down
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| And see how it sits
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| I know you’re a liar
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| Threw me into the fire
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| And I should’ve know, I should’ve know
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| Goddamn you’re a liar
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| Threw me into the fire
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| Yeah I should’ve known, I should’ve known
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| But oh, oh oh
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| My body’s full of guts and other stuff
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| And oh, oh oh
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| My body’s full enough
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out
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| I did it for you
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| Let the bottom drop out, it’s such a cop-out
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| (You) led me to the slaughter, but
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| I’m someone’s daughter
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| I did it for you
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| Let the bottom drop out, it’s such a cop-out
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| Don’t you feel ashamed?
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| (You) led me to the slaughter, but
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| I’m someone’s daughter
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| I’m someone’s daughter
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| I did it for you
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| Let the bottom drop out, it’s such a cop-out
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| Don’t you feel ashamed?
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| (You) led me to the slaughter, but
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| I’m someone’s daughter
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| I’m someone’s daughter
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| (You) My body’s full of guts and other stuff (Don't you feel ashamed)
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| (You) My body’s full enough
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| To pull myself out
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| To pull myself out |