| Now step right up to the circus
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| Slip right into my wishing well
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| Everyone here is twisted
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| Everybody’s in their own hell
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| No
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| Nobody owns me
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| Nobody owns my broken bones
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| No matter the pressure
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| No one can break me
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| I won’t fold
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| And I won’t be
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| No I won’t be bought and sold
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| Nobody owns me
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| Nobody owns me
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| I’m a crooked reflection
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| I’m a part of your broken dreams
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| Just another distortion
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| Everything here is not what it seems
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| No
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| Nobody owns me
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| Nobody owns my broken bones
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| No matter the pressure
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| No one can break me
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| I won’t fold
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| And I won’t be
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| No I won’t be bought and sold
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| Nobody owns me
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| Nobody owns me
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| Anymore
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| Anymore
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| Go!
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| I’ve fallen so damn low
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| Following roads paved in gold
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| But I didn’t know
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| No
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| Nobody owns me
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| Nobody owns my broken bones
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| No matter the pressure
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| No one can break me
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| I won’t fold
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| And I won’t be
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| No I won’t be bought and sold
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| Nobody owns me
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| Nobody owns me |