| Sick of biting back loose lips
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| Face first with a stiff fist
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| Can’t blink or I’ll be tricked
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| I’m gearing up to break
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| Yeah, I’m gearing up to break
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| Suck on a loose drip
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| From a hole in a steel grip
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| Flip my lids like elastic
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| Like a bad trip on acid
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| I’m high like a misfit
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| I’m primed like a kill switch
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| Gearing up to break
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| Yeah, I’m gearing up to break
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| Gearing up to break
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| Yeah, I’m gearing up to break
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| Gearing up to break
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| Yeah, I’m gearing up to break
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| Throw me on the fire
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| Leave me for broke
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| I’ll get you higher
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| Breathe in my smoke
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| I am the riot
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| Bolt in the blue, blue, oh oh
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| Been the axe to your grind
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| For far too much time
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| Between the devil and the deep blue sea
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| Oh, you’re the line
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| I’m changing the tide
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| Like a thorn in your weak side
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| I’ll slowly bleed you dry
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| Don’t care if it’s suicide
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| Leave my mark with a quiet bite
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| Gearing up to break
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| Yeah, I’m gearing up to break
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| Gearing up to break
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| Yeah, I’m gearing up to break
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| Throw me on the fire
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| Leave me for broke
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| I’ll get you higher
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| Breathe in my smoke
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| I am the riot
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| Bolt in the blue, blue, oh oh
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| Throw me on the fire
|
| Leave me for broke
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| I’ll get you higher
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| Breathe in my smoke
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| I am the riot
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| Bolt in the blue, blue, oh oh
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| Hold on to your vicious lies
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| It feeds my heart
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| It fuels my fight
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| When my hands go cold
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| Hold on to your crooked smile
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| It feeds my heart
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| It fuels my fight
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| When my hands go cold
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| When my hands go cold
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| When my hands go cold
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| Throw me on the fire
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| Leave me for broke
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| I’ll get you higher
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| Breathe in my smoke
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| I am the riot
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| Bolt in the blue, blue, oh oh
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| Throw me on the fire
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| Leave me for broke
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| I’ll get you higher
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| Breathe in my smoke
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| I am the riot
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| Bolt in the blue, blue, oh oh |