| You give good face, you’ve got so many
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| Rubbing both your hands like you were shining up a penny
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| Everyones your friend everyones your lover
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| I pull the knife out of my back, just to discover
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| Loyalty is motivation settling it’s score
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| No matter what you give in it will always want some more
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| Obsticles are opportunities waiting without wings
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| I need a bat to smash the mirror my conclusions bring
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| I count on me to count on nothing, i can count that on no hands
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| I count on me to count on nothing, found me someone who understands this
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| I think it’s you. |
| i think it’s you. |
| i think it’s you that i want into
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| And if you do. |
| if you do too. |
| and if you do then i hope you
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| Keep up the pace you’ll find hope if there’s any
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| Trouble wears your face like a finger holding back the levy
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| Never one to bend, never one to wonder
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| I’m the fool 'cause i don’t understand, so i stand under
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| Royalty of post invasion, life is not a chore
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| Give everything then give in, tell me who could ask for more
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| Popsicles and firecrackers angels without wings
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| I need to stack and burn to black all of my favorite things
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| And count on me to count on nothing, i can count that on no hands
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| I count on me to count on nothing, found me someone who understands this
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| I think it’s you. |
| i think it’s you. |
| i think it’s you that i want into
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| And if you do, if you do too, and if you do then i hope you
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| Don’t wait up 'cause i’m not going to sleep
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| Out of all of these thoughts decide which ones i can keep
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| Don’t wait up 'cause i’m not going to bed, so much of nothing to do
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| I guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead
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| So much of nothing to do
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| I guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead
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| So much of nothing to do
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| I guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead |