| So here you are in your small little world
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| Kept up like a little precious virgin girl
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| To hear about your grace and your silly face
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| Wrapped up like a knot in a ball of shoelace
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| And every time I talk to you
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| It sounds like you’re caught in a psychological flu
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| Don’t ever let them see you cheat
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| Don’t ever let them see you bleed
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| Don’t ever let them shake your hand
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| Don’t ever let them believe that scam
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| (Skinny) And it will make you cry
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| (Skinny) And it will make you lie
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| (Skinny) And if it makes you soft inside
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| (Skinny) At least you will not die
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| And if you take a good look at them
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| All caught up in their gracious-less win
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| Every sin is their seamless smile
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| Will go on for a countless while
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| And just because they think they won
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| It just means that the shit has just begun
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| Don’t ever let them see you cheat
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| Don’t ever let them see you bleed
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| Don’t ever let them shake your hand
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| Don’t ever let them believe that scam
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| (Skinny) And it will make you cry
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| (Skinny) And it will make you lie
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| (Skinny) And if it makes you soft inside
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| (Skinny) At least you will not die
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| Yeah
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| Skinny
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| Skinny
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| Yeah |