| I said a bad word
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| I made some hearts hurt
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| And here you are on your noble steed
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| Have you come to sanction me?
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| You’ve kept your teeth clean
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| But your nails are dirty
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| And your horse ain’t looking so high
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| Your attack ain’t looking so fine
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| If you’re throwing stones, then throw them harder
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| If you’re in a glass glass house, you should be smarter
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| Don’t look down, there’s dirt on your armour
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| Don’t look now 'cause here comes karma
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| Here comes karma
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| You think you’re righteous
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| I think that’s priceless
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| If you have wood for eyes
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| How do you see the splinter in mine?
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| You crown your low blows
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| With a shiny halo
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| I might not be a saint
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| But I’m goddamn sure you ain’t
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| If you’re throwing stones, then throw them harder
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| If you’re in a glass glass house, you should be smarter
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| Don’t look down, there’s dirt on your armour
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| Don’t look now 'cause here comes karma
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| Here comes karma
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| Getting me stoned won’t get you higher
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| Spinning shit won’t make you brighter
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| Getting me stoned won’t get you higher
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| Spinning shit won’t make you brighter
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| If you’re throwing stones, then throw them harder
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| If you’re in a glass glass house, you should be smarter
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| Don’t look down, there’s dirt on your armour
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| Don’t look now 'cause here comes karma
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| Here comes karma
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| If you’re throwing stones, then throw them harder
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| If you’re in a glass glass house, you should be smarter
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| Don’t look down, there’s dirt on your armour
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| Don’t look now 'cause here comes karma
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| Here comes karma |