| You’ve had it all wrong, all this time
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| You played it by the book that I rewrote and redesigned
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| You thought the words were yours, but they were always mine
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| And that’s fine by me
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| Now, I’m the next big thing
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| And you’re the waves in my wake
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| No one and nothing can stop me now
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| I’m taking names and I’ve already got yours down
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| Say you’re sorry one more time
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| Then get the fuck out of my life
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| You had me at goodbye
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| I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)
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| Can you feel the earth trembling beneath the sleight of my hand?
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| Grab ahold of your loved ones and pray to God that this all ends
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| What have I become? |
| The monster in my dreams?
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| Who am I, personified? |
| The head of this machine?
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| You can’t kill the king
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| Say you’re sorry one more time
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| Then get the fuck out of my life
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| You had me at goodbye
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| I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)
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| I fucking know it will
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| «What have you become, imposter of my dreams?»
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| Who I am, personified? |
| The head of this machine?
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| You can’t kill the king
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| Say you’re sorry one more time
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| Then get the fuck out of my life
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| You had me at goodbye
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| I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)
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| Say you’re sorry one more time
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| Then get the fuck out of my life
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| You had me at goodbye
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| I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)
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| You can’t kill the king |