| You sit around there telling stories
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| Taking chips from old past glories
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| I had never thought that you’d wake
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| A single left, choose
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| With some parts that you can’t use
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| That’s why I never liked your pity parties
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| You never really change like they say
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| Oh, you’ll only become more like yourself
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| He thought he knew me back in the day
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| When I was down but now I’m still flying hell
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| You talk about me so much
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| That I think that you’re in love with me
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| Yea, you do, it’s true man, your busted
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| You talk about me to your friends
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| Or anyone with time to listen
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| You can never ever be trusted
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| You never really change like they say
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| Oh, you’ll only become more like yourself
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| He thought he knew me back in the day
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| When I was down but now I’m still flying hell
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| End to the lies, End to the lies
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| End to the lies, End to the lies
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| Now you
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| You were the foreskin
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| I was the real head
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| You were the foreskin
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| You never really change like they say
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| Oh, you’ll only become more like yourself
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| He thought he knew me back in the day
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| When I was down but now I’m still flying hell
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| End to the lies, End to the lies
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| End to the lies, End to the lies
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| End to the lies, End to the lies
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| End to the lies, End to the lies |