| She likens herself as
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| To one of the greats
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| But if you look in her eyes
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| All you see is hate
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| She screams her insecurities and
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| The foolish things she thinks
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| She’s just a broken toy in
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| A land of make believe
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| You’re dead inside
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| With no regret
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| When the lights go down
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| You’re standing alone
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| Your dead inside
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| And there’s no end
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| Left with nothing here
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| But your crown of thorns
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| Your fear is what I’ve suffocated
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| Your lie is what was fornicated
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| Your fear is what I’ve suffocated
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| Your lie is what was fornicated
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| Mother playing the game
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| Father playing the game
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| My lover always the same
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| But when you stand back and look
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| You are the only one to blame
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| Mother playing the game
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| Father playing the game
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| My lover always the same
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| But take a good hard look
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| You are the only one to blame
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| You’re dead inside
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| With no regret
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| When the lights go down
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| You’re standing alone
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| Your dead inside
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| And there’s no end
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| Left with nothing here
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| But your crown of thorns
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| Each scar has a story where
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| They came from no one knows
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| Fabricating the past
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| Blow by blow
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| Where’s the sense of reason
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| When does her run end
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| Cause when the lights go down
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| She’s cold and dead
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| Your fear is what I’ve suffocated
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| Your lie is what was fornicated
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| Your fear is what I’ve suffocated
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| Your lie is what was fornicated
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| Mother playing the game
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| Father playing the game
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| My lover always the same
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| But when you stand back and look
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| You are the only one to blame
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| Mother playing the game
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| Father playing the game
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| My lover always the same
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| But take a good hard look
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| You are the only one to blame
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| You’re living in fear
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| I’m living right here
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| You’re living in fear
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| I’m living right here
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| You smile at me like
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| A long lost friend
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| Extend your hand to mine
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| As if we could amend
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| You smile at me like
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| A long lost friend
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| Extend your hand to mine
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| As if we could amend
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| Your fear is what I’ve suffocated
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| Your lie is what was fornicated
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| Mother playing the game
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| Father playing the game
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| My lover always the same
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| But when you stand back and look
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| You are the only one to blame
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| Mother playing the game
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| Father playing the game
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| My lover always the same
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| But take a good hard look
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| You are the only one to blame |