| Give me room
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| Let me breathe
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| I’m sick and tired living in the VIP
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| Fool me once so easily
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| But fool me twice and I know that’s all on me
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| Singing we’re so wasted
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| Lost my patience
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| We’re so faded
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| It’s been a long time since I gave a shit
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| So I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| Turn the club into a moshpit
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| I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| Give me room
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| Give me space
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| I’m sick and tired of everybody in this place
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| Left me with
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| A bad taste
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| Now it’s alcohol and rock‘n' roll, my saving grace
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| All these empty faces
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| Are so basic
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| I can’t take it
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| It’s been a long time since I gave a shit
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| So I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| Turn the club into a moshpit
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| I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| We’re so wasted
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| Lost my patience
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| We’re so faded
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| It’s been a long time since I gave a shit
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| So I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| I’ll turn the club into a moshpit
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| So I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit
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| Into a moshpit
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| So I’ma flip the table turn the club into a moshpit |