| Come on in, take a seat
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| Tell me how you feel this weak
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| Are you cursed? |
| Are you blessed?
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| Are you still inside the mess?
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| All those feelings wrapped around you
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| Hold you down so you can’t break through
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| It’s a trap, so don’t ask
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| It’s a shadow on you back
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| It don’t burn, it don’t bleed
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| Still it cuts you at the knee
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| All this pressure that surrounds you
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| Holds you down but you know you gotta break through
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| Hey, c’est la vie
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| Remember me? |
| I made you
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| Dressed and trained you
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| Hey, its bitter sweet
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| You can’t kill me with kindness
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| I don’t buy it
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| Strip down, show me flesh and bone
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| (Strip down)
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| Cause now I own you
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| Take a breath, hold it in
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| Now look up, let’s begin
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| Lesson learned, take a turn
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| Now you come around again
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| All those feelings wrapped around you
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| Hold you down so you can’t break through
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| Time is up, take your shot
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| Cause your story’s all you got
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| Don’t back down, don’t say no
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| Just exhale and let go
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| All this pressure that surrounds you
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| Holds you down but you know tou’ve gotta break through
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| Hey, c’est la vie
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| Remember me? |
| I made you
|
| Dressed and trained you
|
| Hey, its bitter sweet
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| You can’t kill me with kindness
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| I don’t buy it
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| Strip down, show me flesh and bone
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| (Strip down.)
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| Cause now I own you
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| (You can’t kill me with kindness, you know I don’t buy it)
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| (You can’t kill me with kindness, you know I don’t buy it)
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| Strip down, show your flesh and bone
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| Cause now I own you
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| Hey, C’est la vie
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| Remember me? |
| I made you, dressed
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| And trained you
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| Hey, its bitter sweet
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| You can’t kill me with kindness
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| I don’t buy it
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| Strip down, show me flesh and bone
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| (Strip down)
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| Cause now I own you
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| Now I own you
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| Now I own you
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| Now I own you
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| You know I own you |