| That old vicious screaming within
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| The talk of the building with the crash about
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| And broken glass it slides across his skin
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| They both cry till exhausted and wind up in each others arms
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| It’s a mindshaker meltdown
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| It’s a spreading disease
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| I’ve seen it before, girl
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| I hope they come after me
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| 'Cause I’m a bad motherfucker
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| Selfish and sick
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| You better say your prayers baby
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| 'Cause it’s coming down quick
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| It’s a mindshaker meltdown
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| It’s a spreading disease
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| It’s a mindshaker meltdown
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| I hope they come after me
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| He lost control her voice like a fire alarm
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| Realize he could’ve hurt his love without knowing it at all
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| It seems he transforms when she screams her song
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| Possessed by a broken window and her crying for love
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| It’s a mass jubilation with jesters and thieves
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| A kind of group masturbation as they crucify me
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| 'Cause I’m a Hollywood dream boy, a pinup in their eyes
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| I represent, mama, all you despise |