| Don’t you just hate the sweet smell of success,
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| When every one night stand is a band-aid on loneliness,
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| Dicing with death, enslaved in a trance,
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| Since we’re walking on thin ice then we might as well dance.
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| You don’t know how good it feels
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| When my heart breaks down and screams
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| Have mercy Lord, have mercy Lord,
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| Have mercy Lord, have mercy Lord.
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| Don’t you jack me up so I’m king for a day
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| Then you bring me down to my knees I’m saying
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| Hit the breaks I’m in a state of shock,
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| Stop the world I want to get off.
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| You don’t know how good it feels
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| When my heart breaks down and screams
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| Have mercy Lord, have mercy Lord,
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| Have mercy Lord, have mercy Lord.
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| When Thy kingdom come and Thy will be done,
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| How can we look at our brother down the barrel of a gun.
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| You see I’m living proof, ain’t no truth in the lie
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| That I’m dying to live and I’m living to die.
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| You don’t know how good it feels
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| When my heart breaks down and screams
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| Have mercy Lord, have mercy Lord,
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| Have mercy Lord, have mercy Lord. |