| I’ll see you in hell
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| The cards are dealt
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| How do you live with yourself
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| And the lies you love to tell
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| Take a shot below the belt
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| Don’t need your help
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| I feel like Samara out the well
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| Ring a bell?
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| Now I’ve just about had it
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| Being treated like a maggot
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| How can you demand respect
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| When you’ve been calling me a f*****
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| Yeah, you better watch your mouth
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| Without a doubt
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| You don’t want to be the reason
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| That I let the demon out
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| I need a motherfucking break
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| Stay out the way
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| Out of patience
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| And I ain’t got the time to fucking play
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| Ain’t no motherfucking game
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| What a shame
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| Now I’m sick of being treated
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| Like I don’t feel any pain
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| Spitting blood into the drain
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| Nothing to gain
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| You and I are not the same
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| You can’t wash away the stain
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| Had to go against the grain
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| Let me complain
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| All this motherfucking disrespect
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| Is driving me insane
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| Backstabbed
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| And I felt so gutted
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| Backstabbed
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| And I felt so gutted
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| Backstabbed
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| And I felt so gutted
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| Backstabbed
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| Lost my grip
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| It wasn’t my intent
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| I let you talk your shit
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| 'Cus I know you just projecting insecurity |
| What you said, you better take it back
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| I won’t be haunted by the demons that I’ve dealt with
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| Backstabbed and I felt so gutted
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| Hung up on the past
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| Over that shit, fuck it
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| Now I’m done
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| Look at everything that I’ve become
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| I’m used to living on the run |