| I don’t need anybody
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| Hey!
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| I feel I’ll rip your heart as though as I’m already drugged
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| Been searched through
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| Been lied to
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| Going out tonight
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| Onto to you
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| Nothing you can say
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| Voices say «rip your heart»
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| They’re on their way
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| Now boy, I’m watching me
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| Boy, what are the odds?
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| They’re saying «Murder me»
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| Till I’m behind bars
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| They’re drunk
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| That’ll suck
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| Got our stuff in the van
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| One night stand
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| May I join you in the shade?
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| And collect sun
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| Don’t you want to murder, kill?
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| We don’t own a gun
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| Don’t charge your TV set
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| The sunlight just has passed
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| They won’t take you down
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| 'Till someone else is left
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| Know what makes you?
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| You’ll never even know
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| Who, what, god, am I?
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| And something more
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| Take me out of the backwards summit
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| Not anymore
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| Not anymore
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| I had you on TV
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| You walked away
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| Told me «It's not your heart»
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| Gave it away
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| You want to tell me though
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| You’d take me back |