| It’s that body fist
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| Like you’re blinded fool seeking for my dread
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| But you’re a western boy in new brand
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| And disregard the entities swollen about the situation moves
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| But you’re a western boy and new improved
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| Oh you’re improving
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| And you should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| You should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| Anymore
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| You better love the empathy fraction up the corner of my room
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| But you’re a western boy and you control
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| She loves for hesitation in he did forgot when the time is off
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| But you’re a western boy in control
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| Oh you control it, you control it
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| And you should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| You should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| Anymore
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| Maybe it’s the treason maybe it’s the kid
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| Maybe it’s the reason maybe it’s the one who changed
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| Maybe it’s tension makes me feel joy
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| Maybe it’s the moment
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| Maybe I’m a western boy
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| You should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| You should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| Anymore
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| You should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| You should wash me away
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| 'Cause one day I’ll wake up and I won’t need you
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| Anymore |