| Noose around my neck
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| Kick the fucking chair out from under me
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| Stab me in the back
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| But tonight I got my blood on your new white T
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| Rip me off my skin
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| Always being thought everything I did
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| Ain’t enough
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| What the fuck is that shit?
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| (What the fuck?)
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| Left me alone and starving
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| But now you wanna come and crash my party
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| Over my grave, over my grave, over my
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| Over my grave, over my dead body
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| Your heart’s as black as coffee
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| So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
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| Over my grave, over my grave, over my
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| Over my grave, over my dead body
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| Drag me through the fire
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| Your favorite thing to do is to watch me scream
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| Baby you’re a liar
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| Tell me what I wanna hear to get me off my jeans
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| Rip me off my skin
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| Always being thought everything I did
|
| Ain’t enough
|
| What the fuck is that shit?
|
| (What the fuck?)
|
| Left me alone and starving
|
| But now you wanna come and crash my party
|
| Over my grave, over my grave, over my
|
| Over my grave, over my dead body
|
| Your heart’s as black as coffee
|
| So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
|
| Over my grave, over my grave, over my
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| Over my grave, over my dead body
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| We have so much history
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| I can’t take it with me
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| I’d rather be six feet buried with my six-string
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| Left me alone and starving
|
| But now you wanna come and crash my party
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| Over my grave, over my grave, over my
|
| Over my grave, over my dead body
|
| Your heart’s as black as coffee
|
| So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
|
| Over my grave, over my grave, over my
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| Over my grave, over my dead body |