| Everyone was there
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| When you stood behind my back
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| But then you broke it, by the way
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| So now I’m building up this mound
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| Of all the old, old records now
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| I’m gonna burn it with your name
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| Come one day
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| I wanna make you feel this
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| Before I die
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| I wanna see fear on your face
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| Yeah, still you went away
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| And that you can’t deny
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| Like the color of my skin
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| I never took the time
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| To look in your wicked eye
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| But then you broke me, by the way
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| Come one day
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| I wanna make you feel this
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| Before I die
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| I wanna see fear on your face
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| You better think before you engage in this
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| You better just walk away
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| (You gotta deal with it)
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| You better think before you engage in this
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| You better just walk away
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| (You gotta deal with it)
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| You better think before you engage in this
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| You better just walk away
|
| (You gotta deal with it)
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| You better think before you engage in this
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| You better just walk away
|
| (You gotta deal with it)
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| Come one day
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| I wanna make you feel this
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| Before I die
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| I wanna see fear on your face
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| But I’m dealing with it now
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| But I’m dealing
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| Still I’m dealing with it now
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| Deal with it
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| Deal with it
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| Deal with it |