| What is left for me to grab I’ve stolen all your thoughts
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| Conquered all your sacred dreams and played my games and sports
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| I show my trust and patience I always understand
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| You never doubt my motives or question my demands
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| You will be my little runner boy you will be my favourite toy
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| You will be my favourite pet I’ll use you like a marionette
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| I smile in your face and I laugh behind your back
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| I expose your weakness and watch you while you crack
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| You’re just another victim of the game of the game I play
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| So i dry you out and watch you fade away
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| I thank you when you give me the things I couldn’t steal
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| And then I take what’s left of you the parts you don’t reveal
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| If you dare to question me or anything I do
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| I’ll make your life a living hell and crush what’s left of you
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| You will be my little runner boy you will be my favourite toy
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| You will be my favourite pet I’ll use you like a marionette
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| Fade away… fade away. |
| I dry you out and watch you… fade away
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| I’ve sucked you up and used you there’s nothing left to find
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| I’ve taken all the best of you and locked you in your mind
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| Now you’re just an empty shell with nothing left to lose
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| There’s nothing more to take from you and nothing left to use
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| Now you’re not my little runner boy now you’re not my favourite toy
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| Now you’re not my favourite pet now you’re just a marionette |