| I’m walking down
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| This shallow mind
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| The demons keep
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| Me falling down
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| Knocking on your front door
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| Asking you to say no baby
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| Oh, Oh
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| I can’t excuse
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| How I behave
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| So fired up and baby I will burn in hell
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| That you could never break me
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| I’m ice and your Titanic, baby
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| Wo, Oh
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| I’m loading up the mag of my gun
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| And I can hear you screaming me for more (more)
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| I’ll shot you ti’ll you lying on the floor (floor)
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| And I can hear you breathing, no
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| I’m loading up the mag of my gun
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| And I can hear you screaming me for more (more)
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| Yes I can hear you screaming me for more
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| You tell me how
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| You can’t survive
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| Without me there
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| You fall apart
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| But honey I’m addicted
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| To breaking words affliction, Oh no
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| Woh, Oh
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| I can’t excuse
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| how I behave
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| So fired up and baby I will burn in hell
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| I’m asking you to leave me
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| alone with all my secrets baby
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| Oh, ohh
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| I’m loading up the mag of my gun
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| And I can hear you screaming me for more (more)
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| I’ll shot you ti’ll you lying on the floor (floor)
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| And I can hear you breathing, no
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| I’m loading up the mag of my gun
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| And I can hear you screaming me for more (more)
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| Yes I can hear you screaming me for more
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| It took me quite a while to figure out
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| How I became the thug and you the victim
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| It over, over, over, over
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| And I can hear you breathing, no
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| I’m loading up the mag of my gun
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| And I can hear you screaming me for more (more)
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| Yes I can hear you screaming me for more
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| And I can hear you breathing, no
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| I’m loading up the mag of my gun
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| And I can hear you screaming me for more (more)
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| Yes I can hear you screaming me for more |