| Nothing more to say — I can feel this
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| Go away — I can beat this
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| Time to suck it up and say
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| Things can go a different way
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| Down inside this centipede
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| Many legs it’s time to breed
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| I will be the end of you — (I will crawl though)
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| I will defend my truth — (I will spit not chew)
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| I will be the end of every man — (Not so shallow)
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| I will fill you with my sin — (All so hollow)
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| Nothing more to say — I can feel this
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| Go away — I can beat this
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| Time to suck it up and say
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| Things can go a different way
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| Down inside this centipede
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| Many legs it’s time to breed
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| I can’t help myself today
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| Crawling on you knees
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| Centipede
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| I can’t help myself today
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| Crawling on you knees
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| Centipede
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| Revive us — With sickness
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| These demons — are blisters
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| This is not the way we sink over and over again
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| This is not the way we sink over and over
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| Nothing more to say — I can feel this
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| Go away — I can beat this
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| Time to suck it up and say
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| Things can go a different way
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| Down inside this centipede
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| Many legs it’s time to breed |