| I made a wreck of my hand
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| I put it through the wall
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| I made a fist and not a plan
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| Call me a reckless wrecking ball
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| I throw my plates against the wall
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| And give it all I got
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| I aim to break not one but all
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| I’m just a big ol' wrecking ball
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| I am unruly in the stands
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| I am a rock on top of the sand
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| I am a fist amidst the hands
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| And I break it Just because I can
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| It takes a dedicated hand
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| To put it through the wall
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| You gotta wanna break the heart
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| Of all those pretty porcelain dolls
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| You gotta want to be the drummer in the band
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| You gotta want to be a battering ram
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| You gotta see the artistry
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| In tearing the place apart with me baby
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| I am unruly in the stands
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| I am a rock on top of the sand
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| I am a fist amidst the hands
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| And I break it Just because I can
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| Let’s break it
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| (just because we can)
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| Deface it
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| (just because we can)
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| Let’s break it just because
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| just because
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| just because
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| just because
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| I am unruly in the stands
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| (I am a rock on top of the sand)
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| I am a fist amidst the hands
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| And I make a wreck out of my hand
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| I make a fist and not a plan
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| And I break it just because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can
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| because I can |