| We cast a long shadow, sucking all the cold beneath
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| But there’s a reason
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| A killer is a lover with a knife in its teeth
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| We can settle in the dust and cave
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| Raise your hands if you want to be saved
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| In the middle is the bottom of me
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| A Taipei person drinking Allah Tea, go!
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| We live (we live), we die (we die), we never wonder why
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| It’s not (it's not), too late (too late), to fight the hands of fate
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| Well you can only scream your heart out over and over for so long
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| Before you know it, you’re gonna lose your fucking mind
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| So don’t love (don't love), don’t hate — everybody’s dying baby I feel great
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| I’m running out of road but I’m still doing 75
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| Mellow traumatic, ooh, looking like a Ponzi scheme
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| You’re so sentimental, all the weight of the worlds you’ve created are weak
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| I am the voice of a rude generation
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| A middle finger for the middle class invasion
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| At the bottom is the only real me
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| A Taipei person drinking Allah Tea, go!
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| We want (we want), we need (we need), we punish just to bleed
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| We know (we know) this plea (this plea) we bite the hand that feeds
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| Well you can only scream your heart out over and over for so long
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| Before you know it, you’re gonna lose your fucking mind
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| So don’t love (don't love), don’t hate — everybody’s dying baby I feel great
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| I’m running out of road but I’m still doing seventy…
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| Force the pass, divorce the castration
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| Another panic in a major population
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| Run the course, the coarseness of a bastard
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| We’re in the eyes of a beautiful disaster
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| Go!
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| We live (we live), we die (we die), we never wonder why
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| It’s up (it's up), to me (to me) to bite the hands that feed
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| We want (we want), we need (we need), we punish just to bleed
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| We scream (we scream), this plea, type A personality
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| Well you can only scream your heart out over and over for so long
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| Before you know it, you’re gonna lose your fucking mind
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| So don’t love (don't love), don’t hate — everybody’s dying baby I feel great
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| I’m running out of road but I’m still doing 75
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| Still doing 75
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| Yeah!
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| Still doing 75
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| Yeah!
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| Still doing 75
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| Hahaha, I don’t know how you do it, dude |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Taipei Person / Allah Tea , by - Stone Sour. Song from the album Hydrograd, in the genre