| You sneak your way in while I’m sleeping
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| You’re like a rat living life in a hole
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| Abuse my body while I’m dreaming
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| In search of silver and gold
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| Steal a piece of me
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| Spread your disease to everything
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| But keep your eye on me
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| I’ll rip your teeth out and take back my soul
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| Write me out and I’ll show you what you’re missing
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| Tear me down. |
| I’m starting to see through the fiction you’re feeding
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| Sell yourself to the people you’re deceiving
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| Come clean with your secrets
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| Your conscience will bury you; |
| I’ll dig the ditches
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| You’re just a leech with no conviction
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| You’d bleed me out if it furthered your goals
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| You’ve made a game of all your treason
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| And flash a grin as the pieces fall
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| Here’s your chance to make
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| Up for the lies and words you break
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| Don’t turn your back on me
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| Give me a reason to crush what’s left
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| Give me a reason to show you the end
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| Write me out and I’ll show you what you’re missing
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| Tear me down. |
| I’m starting to see through the fiction you’re feeding
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| Sell yourself to the people you’re deceiving
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| Come clean with your secrets
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| Your conscience will bury you; |
| I’ll dig the ditches
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| Your pride will take its toll
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| I’m settling the score
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| This is where your road runs out
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| Always searching for an easy way
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| But it won’t be through me
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| Write me out and I’ll show you what you’re missing
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| Your pride will take it’s toll
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| Sell yourself to the people you’re deceiving
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| Come clean with your secrets
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| Your conscience will bury you; |
| I’ll dig the ditches |