| you call me this, you say im that
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| you want to label me some kind of outcast
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| like a dreaded disease to the environment
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| my kind tips the scales of discontent
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| so more power to me cause im with it you think that youre the ones to com
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| and get it theres no fronts for me to hide behind
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| you want me gone, pick a number and
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| wait in line
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| come as you are — raise the dead — fuel the fires
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| that explode in my head
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| labels are just a name; |
| ill stay true to the game
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| labels are just a name; |
| ill stay true to the game
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| you dont know me you cant see me you dont know me you cant see me ive learned to put your shit behind me;
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| ive learned to put your shit behind me open your eyes and take a look and see
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| now the clock ticks down to the moment when you
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| open your mouth why dont you learn to speak
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| cause nobody must have told you that your
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| talk was cheap
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| did i in any way mislead you to believing?
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| that there was a chance id leave your
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| daughter grieving
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| all the stupid thoughts you had of me in your head
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| sometimes it makes me think that youd be better
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| off dead
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| so just put an end to your tragic unhappy life
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| a lesson learned, tables turned
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| time to pay the piper
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| come as you are — raise the dead- fuel the fires
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| that explode in my head
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| you got me labeled all wrong
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| i survive because im strong |