| Hey old friend, I will be coming through tonight
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| Thought I’d take you for a ride
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| I was wrong and I’d like to apologize
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| You can trust me, why would I lie?
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| (Shut up, shut up)
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| Shut up bitch, I watch as the fear magnifies
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| Cannot run, your legs are tied
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| Heart as filthy as the swamp you’re thrown inside
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| Rot away as you feed the flies
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| You just have to face it
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| (You're not coming back)
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| You’re not coming back
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| Oh
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| Where did you go
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| Only I will ever know
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| And this is the end
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| Never seen around again
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| If you thought you could get away
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| With the pain that you caused
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| Strain and the scars
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| Your fate in the grave
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| With no name for the charts
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| Is a sane work of art
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| And the end of a start
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| Hey old friend, I will be coming through tonight
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| Thought I’d take you for a ride
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| I was wrong and I’d like to apologize
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| You can trust me, why would I lie?
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| Hey old friend, I will be coming through tonight
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| (Rot away)
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| Thought I’d take you for a ride
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| (Rot away as you feed the flies)
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| I was wrong and I’d like to apologize
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| (Rot away)
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| You can trust me, why would I lie?
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| (Rot away as you feed the flies) |