| Don’t wanna hear your voice
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| Don’t really know if I have a choice
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| Don’t wanna be the one that makes you forget
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| You’re choking on the brain
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| You’re choking again
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| Don’t think we ever met
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| Don’t think you offered up a godgiven name
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| Who did the talking, man the whip on the chain?
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| You’ve got pleasure from the seconds of pain
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| But then they get you with the burden of shame
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| The true measure if the one that remains
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| Don’t wanna…
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| Don’t wanna be your pain
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| Don’t wanna be your pain baby
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| Don’t wanna be your pain
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| Don’t wanna be your pain baby
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| Don’t wanna be your pain
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| I live in a concrete cell,
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| No soul is dead until we create a ??? |
| mind
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| she ??? |
| the exact time
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| she ???
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| and take the young boy’s lip
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| she loves to see him crawl up the chamber wall
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| and with the eyes you covered
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| like a ??? |
| hovered
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| and when they scream no more
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| she doesn’t care for one more
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| Won’t let you kill me just yet
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| Don’t even care if there’s a price on my head
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| Don’t wanna wind up in a blood?
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| Don’t wanna be your…
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| Don’t wanna be your chain
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| Don’t wanna be your chain baby
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| Don’t wanna be your chain
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| I said, I don’t …don't… I don’t wanna be you chain |