| Oh my enigma, I’ll never forgive ya
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| You have confirmed my suspicions as if they had mattered
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| You’re so removed, I can’t approach
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| With an attitude beyond reproach
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| The constitution of a roach
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| With skin of satin
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| Oh you tease, you taunt
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| You don’t you know what you want
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| You’re too cool, too hot; |
| I’m wishing I’d forgotten
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| But there is no bottom, no there is no bottom
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| And I just keep on falling
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| Oh my nemesis, I always knew you were the best
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| The high priestess of bitterness, queen of the morning
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| You fight me 'til the bitter end
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| No white flags, no chance to make amends
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| With enemies like you, well, who needs friends?
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| They all just seem boring
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| Oh you tease, you taunt
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| You don’t you know what you want
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| You’re too cool, too hot; |
| I’m wishing I’d forgotten
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| But there is no bottom, no there is no bottom
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| I just keep on falling
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| Oh, I just keep on falling
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| Are we alright?
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| Are we still here?
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| Are we alive?
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| Does anybody still care?
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| Oh you tease, you taunt
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| You’re everything I want
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| You’re too cool, too hot, I’m wishing I forgotten
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| But there is no bottom
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| No there is no bottom
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| Oh there is no bottom, and I just keep on falling
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| Oh I just keep on falling
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| And I just keep on falling
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| I just keep on falling |