| I’ve penned your poison 1000 times,
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| You think you’re mighty, I believe you’re a swine,
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| You’re a disgusting child and everyone thinks so,
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| Confused about what I want to be,
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| Am I you, or are you me?
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| A whisper shouts down most of my ego.
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| And so
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| Tell me, when the night moves slow,
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| Do you’re green shades grow?
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| Is it jealousy or you ego?
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| Are you really, really that witty,
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| When you’re sitting at home being pretty,
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| Clipping your nails with your old man?
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| See you, you’re not Edward,
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| Well I’ll always be Edward,
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| But darling you’re just a meer mistake,
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| Stay free, you’re not Edward,
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| Well I’ve always been Edward,
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| And Eddy’s just a chance to be fake.
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| So you sit down, and you order a pint,
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| Do you want a friend or do you want a fight?
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| I can see the tears behind you’re fist though,
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| You may think this is just a joke,
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| A little joke to premote my own,
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| But darling this is the most truth your ears know.
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| And so,
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| Tell me, when the night moves slow,
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| Do you’re green shades grow?
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| Is it jealousy or you ego?
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| Are you really, really that witty,
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| When you’re sitting at home being pretty,
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| Clipping your nails with your old man?
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| See you, you’re not Edward,
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| Well I’ll always be Edward,
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| But darling you’re just a meer mistake,
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| Stay free, you’re not Edward,
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| Well I’ve always been Edward,
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| And Eddy’s just a chance to be fake.
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| So.
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| Tell me, when the night moves slow,
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| Do you’re green shades grow?
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| Is it jealousy or you ego?
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| Are you really, really that witty,
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| When you’re sitting at home being pretty,
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| Clipping your nails with your old man?
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| See you, you’re not Edward,
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| Well I’ll always be Edward,
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| But darling you’re just a meer mistake,
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| Stay free, you’re not Edward,
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| Well I’ve always been Edward,
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| And Eddy’s just this chance to be fake. |