| You know you have it all
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| Fast track bitchin', she’s the curtain call
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| And you know I want it
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| You know I want it
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| Hello
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| Come all ye bored souls
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| Before you’re dead on the table, oh
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| Shift to another shape (Beats being alone)
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| No give before the take (Until you’ve taken it all)
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| I’m on the backtrack, baby, and I’m bottling up
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| But I’ll do just what I’m told
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| You turn me into a rabid dog
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| My sweetest downfall
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| Ice pick crazy and a fireball
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| And you know I want it
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| And you know I want it
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| The feeling gets me buzzing
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| Like alcohol
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| I can’t take it slowly
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| I’m not even lonely
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| Hello
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| Come all ye bored souls
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| Shift to another shape (Beats being alone)
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| No give before the take (Until you’ve taken it all)
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| I’m on the backtrack, baby, and I’m bottling up
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| But I’ll do just what I’m told
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| You turn me into a rabid dog
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| Be home soon
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| Be home soon, yeah, when my breathing is stable
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| Shift to another shape (Beats being alone)
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| No give before the take (Until you’ve taken it all)
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| I’m on the backtrack, baby, and I’m bottling up
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| But I’ll do just what I’m told
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| You turn me into a rabid dog
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| Yeah |