| Hail to the freaks I can’t get enough
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| So the words hit the boy who can never be tough
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| If somebody tries to compromise
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| Hashing out deals to cover lies
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| I predict a world
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| That keeps you hanging on
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| And I’ve been around and around and around I’ll come
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| Yeah, to weather the storm and set up the sun
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| And weather the storm and set up the sun
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| Uh!
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| Hail to the freaks I can’t get enough
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| So the words hit the boy who can never be tough
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| Saw a friend recently
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| Begging for sympathy
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| Been holding my breath and trying to accept
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| Another apology
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| Oh…
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| I predict a world
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| That keeps you hanging on
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| And I’ve been around and around and around I’ll come
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| Yeah, to weather the storm and set up the sun
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| And weather the storm and set up the sun
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| Calling you from the top of friction
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| Calling you from the wrong direction
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| To set up the sun, the sun, the sun
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| Ohohohoh!
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| Hail to the freaks I can’t get enough
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| So the words hit the boy who can never be tough
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| Somebody needs to speak out wise
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| Hashing out deals to cover lies
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| Hashing out deals to cover lies
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| Calling you from the top of friction
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| Calling you from the wrong direction
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| To set up the sun, the sun, the sun
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| Yeah! |