| Now you spit a heavy word
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| It’s draining weight I pass
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| The halfway point, his story starts
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| You can’t have what I have
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| I spoil the seed, swallow the pill
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| Cracking with the whip
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| A broken heel is on the bill
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| I’m gonna need your condescension
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| To be wide awake
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| Dragging my heart station to station
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| I’ll just fade away
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| I spied on you behind the ghost
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| Now shadow grinds its jaw
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| A pointed run, blessed to work
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| Towards nothing at all
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| My guts in all your ashes burn
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| Like embers in a pipe
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| Take my hand it’s your turn
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| I’m gonna need your condescension
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| To be wide awake
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| Dragging my heart station to station
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| I’ll just…
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Please wake up
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Please wake up
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Please wake up
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Please wake up
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Please wake up
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Please wake up
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| Let me in there
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| Everyone is on their way
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| Let me in there |