| Bending back my fingers in a pledge to help you out
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| I will not fall, I will not fall again
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| Don’t push me from my faith
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| 'Cause god knows I’ll start rushing in
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| I’ll take it out, I’ll take it out on you
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| Move out of my fucking way
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| 'Cause I’m coming through again
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| Move out of my fucking way
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| 'Cause I’m coming through again
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| No detection of a smile
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| And no desire weigh it out
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| But I guess we’re done
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| With what’s become of you
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| Look up into the dead horse eyes
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| And see them roll about
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| He takes it out
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| He takes it out on you
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| Move out of my fucking way
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| 'Cause I’m coming through again
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| Move out of my fucking way
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| 'Cause I’m coming through again
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| Don’t you think you’ve had enough?
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| Don’t you think that you don’t understand?
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| You don’t understand
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| Don’t you think you’ve had enough?
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| Don’t you think that you don’t understand?
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| You’ll only understand when I’m done
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| We’re not dead yet
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| We’re not dead yet
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| We’re not dead yet
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| We’re not dead yet
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| Don’t you think you’ve had enough?
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| Don’t you think that you don’t understand?
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| You don’t understand
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| Don’t you think you’ve had enough?
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| Don’t you think that you don’t understand?
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| You’ll only understand when I’m done |