| well I can hold my hands up I can be set off,
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| I can be set off but I can be set down,
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| runnin' the streets, controllin' the police,
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| I’ll lead you out like a dog on a leash,
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| and I can mourn the death and contain your stress,
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| rewrote the history that you ought to forget,
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| cause I can seal the future, I can reduce ya,
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| I can reduce you to the choir that sings,
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| do you think its alright do you think its ok,
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| are you living your life like your very last day,
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| are you dying to wait, are you waiting to die,
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| are you seeing yourself for the first time?
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| the higher you climb, the harder fall,
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| when you hit the ground you don’t feel nothing at all.
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| the higher you climb, the harder fall,
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| when you hit the ground you don’t feel nothing.
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| Well I can always bribe you, or I can fight you,
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| 100 percent to defend what I own.
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| I’ll not only harm you, cause I can disarm you,
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| a brute living force so I can do it again,
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| I’ve been harming your teachers, justice and preachers.
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| The blood is a war its enforcing my will.
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| I can use or abuse whatever is suitable,
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| smile to your face while I’m arranging your funeral
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| do you think its alright do you think its ok,
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| are you living your life like your very last day,
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| are you dying to wait, are you waiting to die,
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| are you seeing yourself for the first time?
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| the higher you climb, the harder fall,
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| when you hit the ground you don’t feel nothing at all.
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| the higher you climb, the harder fall,
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| when you hit the ground you don’t feel nothing.
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| Well I can wake up blindly, and never turn on it.
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| Everything humbling never said a lie.
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| a starboard nation, I can be patient.
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| I can allow till you cross and give in.
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| and I can change the weather, just to be clever,
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| to pay the effects of a martian summer.
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| I could be mister solve the statistics
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| Go ballistic if you want to accept this.
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| do you think its alright do you think its ok,
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| are you living your life like your very last day,
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| are you dying to wait, are you waiting to die,
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| are you seeing yourself for the very first time?
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| the higher you climb, the harder fall,
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| when you hit the ground you don’t feel nothing at all.
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| the higher you climb, the harder fall,
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| when you hit the ground you don’t feel fuck all.
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| Hey, I ain’t gonna worry no not me no no I aint going worry bout a thing no,
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| I ain’t gonna worry no not me no no I aint going worry bout a thing no more
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| ohh. |