| Take this from me
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| And keep it at bay
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| Keep yourself from fate
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| I want you to be that way
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| There’s nothing to say
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| The sky feels strange
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| Words come out weak
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| I guess it looks real
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| But I’m running out of fake love
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Set me up now
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| Make me your foe
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| I’m heartless I know
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| There’s snakes in my soul
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| Why you smile, dear?
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| You were framed
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| And under the stage
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| I whispered
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| That I’m running out of fake love
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me
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| Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights
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| Then it’s up to me |