| Your boys met me at the gates
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| Dangled keys and hazed
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| With promised fates
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| I wish I could unknow what it’s like to have my body made a battlefield
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| They paid until I owed
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| Felt so trapped
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| Like I’d been bought and sold
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| While they played power games, got stoned
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| I blamed myself and forgot who was in control
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| I’ve walked too deep inside a man’s world
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| Lost my strength
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| Forgotten what I came for
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| And I know I’m not the first
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| That you’ve made defend her word
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| When I refuse to be coerced
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| Somehow I’m subversive?
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| I’ll take the blacklist, I’ll do time
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| But I’m not guilty
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| So why do I feel guilty?
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| So guilty
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| As the gavel pounds
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| Touch my navel and I know deep down:
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| Came all this way to see the shape your silhouette makes
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| When you turn from me
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| I’ve walked too deep inside a man’s world
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| Lost my strength
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| Forgotten what I came for
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| And I know I’m not the first
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| That you’ve made defend her word
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| When I refuse to be coerced
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| Somehow I’m subversive?
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| I’ll take the blacklist, I’ll do time
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| But I’m not guilty
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| So why do I feel guilty?
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| So guilty
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| Why do I feel guilty?
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| So guilty
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| Can I forgive myself, for myself? |
| Too heavy to carry
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| Can I forgive myself, for myself? |
| Too heavy to carry
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| And I know I’m not the first
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| That you’ve made defend her word
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| When I refuse to be coerced
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| Somehow I’m subversive?
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| I’ll take the blacklist, I’ll do time
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| But I’m not guilty
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| So why do I feel guilty?
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| So guilty
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| Why do I feel guilty?
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| So guilty
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| Why should I feel
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| Oh, why should I feel
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| So guilty?
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| Why should I feel so guilty?
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| Oh, no, no, no, no, no |