| My head but never entrusted
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| Hey analyst, try to make some sense of this
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| I know it’s hard, believe me
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| You swore to never be bitter when
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| The odds were favoring elsewhere
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| Perfectionist try to make the best of this
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| I know it’s hard 'cause we barely made it through winter
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| We barely made it through winter
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| Pleading
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| Not guilty
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| So don’t be
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| Waiting to throw the first stone
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| Not guilty
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| Not guilty
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| Your words, burned in my memory
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| Third degree and getting hotter each and every day
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| The enemy, closer than a friend to me
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| Please make yourself feel at home
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| You swore to make amends orderly
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| Then turned and killed the acquitted
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| The enemy, dangling me on a string
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| I know it’s hard pleading
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| Not guilty
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| So don’t be
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| Waiting to throw the first stone
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| Not guilty
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| So don’t be
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| Reaching for more
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| 'Cause I know you will, you have before
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| And I have turned my cheek enough to know
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| You better pray the next one kills me
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| So pray the next one
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| We barely made it through winter (2x)
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| Pleading
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| Not guilty
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| So don’t be
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| Waiting to throw the first stone
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| Not guilty
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| So don’t be
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| Reaching for more
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| Pleading
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| Not guilty
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| So don’t be
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| Waiting to throw the first stone
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| Not guilty
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| Not guilty |