| If I could take this skin off
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| I’d trade it for your riches
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| I’d just watch the sick turn
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| Into the witches
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| Well I sit and wait
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| A call of arms to the bodies deceived
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| Well I just sit and wait
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| Till your eyes believe in little school
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| S.O.S
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| Paranoia pays for your freedom
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| Paranoia pays.
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| Well I just sit and wait
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| Everybody frees them
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| Just how does it feel?
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| Cause I just sit and wait
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| Everybody frees them
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| Till the boy’s filled
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| We don’t need no more of your observations
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| Cause we sit and hide under the robe
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| We don’t need no more of your observations
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| We just feel alive under the robe
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| The liberation posted up the signs
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| And every girl in this fuckin' house is on the pill
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| I had to turn my fucking skin
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| Inside out just for you
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| Said sit and wait thought you’re gonna make some
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| Fuck pig like you
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| Said I’m the sick one baby?
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| With the right abuse in little school
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| S.O.S
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| Paranoia pays for your freedom
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| Paranoia pays.
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| Don’t read the signs
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| Eveybody frees them
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| The signs
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| Everybody feeds them
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| No sign
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| Everybody frees them
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| No sign
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| We don’t ned no more of your observations
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| Cause we just sit and hide under the robe
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| We don’t need no more of your observations
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| We just feel alive under the robe
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| Paid for…
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| Paranoia pays for your freedom
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| Population pays…
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| Paid for…
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| S.O.S
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| We’re under robed
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| To pay for freedom
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| We’re under robed
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| That paid for freedom
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| We’re under robed
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| That’ll pay for
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| That’ll be the robe
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| And with your freedom
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| Freedom
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| Punish that pig |