| With our heads to the side
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| Nobody quite knows where they are
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| A trio of lies, trying to knock you
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| Off your guard
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| With our heads to the side
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| With our heads to the side
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| You give me criminal ways
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| In a subliminal haze
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| Ironstone Izadora’s the name
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| Got the mark of Cain I hang on
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| A chain around my neck
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| I’ll say it again, pleasure or pain
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| What’s coming next?
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| Move your head to the side
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| Move your head to the side
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| You give me criminal ways
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| In a subliminal haze
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| Ironstone Izadora’s my name
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| Ironstone Izadora’s my name
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| Tell me why she tells those lies
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| When she lies with you?
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| Tell me why its no surprise
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| When nothing is true?
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| Move your head to the side
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| Move your head to the side
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| Move your head to the side
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| Move your head to the side
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| You give me criminal ways
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| In a subliminal haze
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| Ironstone Izadora’s my name
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| Ironstone Izadora’s my name
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| Move your head to the side |