| The thing that you don’t know about me
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| Is that I’m made of fury
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| Bigger than a mountain, deeper than the sea
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| All the things you thought you knew about me
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| That I’m smaller than an island, quiet like a tree
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| Harmless as the breeze
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| You didn’t see me flex my muscles
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| Stretch my legs, hold my head
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| You didn’t watch me test my mettle
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| Paint it red, break my silence
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| I’m made of fury
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| I’m gonna tear your heart out with my teeth
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| And all my sisters are just like me
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| So you better run
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| The thing that you don’t know about me
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| Is that I am an army
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| Stronger than an earthquake, louder than your fears
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| All the things you thought you knew about me
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| That I’m your little darling, do what you please
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| And get down on my knees
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| You didn’t see me shed my feathers
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| Stretch my wings, see me burning
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| You didn’t watch me break my tether
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| Loose my strings, now your head’s turning
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| 'Cause I’m made of fury
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| I’m gonna tear your heart out with my teeth
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| And all my sisters are just like me
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| So you better run
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| I’m made of fury
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| Get your sweaty hands away from here
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| 'Cause all my sisters are just like me
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| So you better run
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| And when we’re done
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| You’ll be stiff all right
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| Just not the way you’d like
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| You won’t be calling
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| And when we’re done
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| We’ll show you what it’s like
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| To have an appetite
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| You won’t be calling
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| I’m made of fury
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| I’m gonna tear your heart out with my teeth
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| And all my sisters are just like me
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| So you better run
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| I’m made of fury
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| I’m gonna bury you under these streets
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| And all my sisters are just like me
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| So you better run
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| (You better run) |