| My idea of fun is watching you come undone
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| Watching all of your allies begin to run
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| Flashbulbs begin to pop
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| As I bitchslap my way to the top
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| And you’ve no idea what’s hitting you until it’s nearly done
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| Game over
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| (It's gonna be some time before it’s your turn again)
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| Game over
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| (It won’t be long before your time here comes to an end)
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| My idea of a good time is you losing your mind
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| Watching all of the threads in your tapestries unwind
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| Riding the penthouse elevator
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| Applying the smackdown on all y’all haters
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| And leave you wondering how life could ever be so unkind
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| Game over
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| (It's gonna be some time before it’s your turn again)
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| Game over
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| (It won’t be long before your time here comes to an end)
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| Behold this chair where the victor sits
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| This game can make one lose his wits
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| And your confidence has been smashed to bits
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| And your only move is to call it quits and start over
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| (Come on, come on, set up the board, let’s play again)
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| Game over
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| (Come on, come on, this here amusement never ends)
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| Game over
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| (It's gonna be some time before it’s your turn again)
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| Game over
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| (It won’t be long before your time here comes to an end) |