| Violent offender, wrong to lose
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| I’m out of business, like to suit
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| Always a wannabe, never the gonna be
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| Friend of a friend got us a bomb
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| He’d bring the sugar up, bring the love
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| Do what I say, shout it open
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| My baby, now
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| Barely remember what we’d done
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| He had these pills and I took a bunch
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| Man of the family, give in to fantasy
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| Hot in defences, fear in fun
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| Said he’d been sick since '61
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| Man of the house letting it out
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| My sweet nothing
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| Now and again, I feel no shame
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains, all that remains
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains, all that remains
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same
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| All that remains won’t be the same |