| I heard it pays in spades
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| To be on your back again
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| To poison all your friends
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| And if you did it today
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| Could have gold beyond your means
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| Get old but live the dream
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| Time it weighs heavy on your bedroom wall
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| Time to rearrange the little lines I’ve drawn
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| So I can’t figure out what’s going on
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| When you’re on your back again
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| And what a perfect day
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| To take what you can get
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| And live without regret
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| But in a similar way all the blueprints that you leave
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| Crush us 'til we’re free
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| Time it weighs heavy on your bedroom wall
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| Time to rearrange the the little lines I’ve drawn
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| So I can’t figure out what’s going on
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| When you’re on your back again
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| I heard it pays in spades
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| To be on your back again
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| To poison all your friends |