| When you cry, try not to smile.
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| You could fill up a lake with the tears of a crocodile.
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| We were too young to be eating crow,
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| as if I would know
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| (I'm scared) 11 hours till the electric arcs
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| (I'm scared) Send scorches through the sky
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| (I'm scared) Then the whole earth opens wide
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| And I cannot wait for the earthquake
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| that buries us in a warm grave.
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| The one-legged race, on our last leg.
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| The will is yours, so just take it.
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| The will is yours.
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| I’d rather find Jesus outside of a book;
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| the same thing goes for robin hood.
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| Never darken my door again,
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| if opportunity knocks, let’s make him beg.
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| Yeah, where did you go?
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| I promise I will kill you right now.
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| Oh, where did you go?
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| Bring a match while you feather your nest.
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| Yeah, where did you go?
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| I promise I will kill you right now.
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| I promise you, I will kill you right now.
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| You could fill up a lake with the tears of a crocodile.
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| (I cannot wait for the earthquake) You lead by the nose and always get lost.
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| (to bury me in a cold grave) We always get lost.
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| Get outta this town,
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| hatchet men yelling timber will get us chopped down.
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| Get outta this hell off this rusted train track
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| you still take lying down.
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| (So) Swing us around while you’re armed to the tooth,
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| keep yourself in the dark of some deep cobalt blue.
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| (So) Swing us around by the skin of your teeth,
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| writing us off in invisible ink.
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| (So) Swing us around while you’re armed to the tooth,
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| keep yourself in the dark of some deep cobalt blue.
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| (So) Swing us around by the skin of your teeth,
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| writing us off in invisible ink.
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| You can still find me between devils and deep blue seas
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| in the desert’s hands on a sheet of sand.
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| A dry tidal wave over my feet of clay
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| on unfinished glass,
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| looking for greener grass.
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| Trying to make the welkin ring,
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| but all my sounds are boomerangs.
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| Yeah, where did you go?
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| I promise I will kill you right now.
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| Oh, where did you go?
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| Bring a match while you feather your nest.
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| Yeah, where did you go?
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| I promise I will kill you right now.
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| I promise you, I will kill you right now.
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| I promise you, I will kill you right now.
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| Not today, not again;
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| dress it up in stolen silver and garlic. |