| All of my life
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| Bump and then move
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| Pickles and patchwork
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| Find no groove
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| Cut my own tongue
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| Cut it right out
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| Peace with the maker
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| Milking this cow
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| For all of its worth
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| Bleeding it dry
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| Hang the skull
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| And place it high
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| Talking of tokens
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| Talking of trauma
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| Talking of what and never why
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| Why would you do this
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| Why would you hurt me
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| I’m not acting in your play
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| What do you need
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| Poison my feed
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| And i’ll be on my way
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| But i’m not ready to relax
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| This curled up spine was once a back
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| I’m at your mercy but i’m soft
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| Shut the door
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| Switch the light
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| I’m drifting off into the night
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| When i speak you hear lies
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| Pull on your ears
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| What can you hear
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| What can you hear inside my core
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| I am your maker
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| Need a new battery
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| It’s gonna be different from before
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| It’s gonna be good
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| I’ll be the best bit
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| Cos now i’m acting in your play
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| I meet your needs
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| Poison your feed
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| And i’ll be on my way
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| But i’m not ready to relax
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| This curled up spine was once a back
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| I’m at your mercy but i’m soft
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| Shut the door
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| Switch the light
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| I’m drifting off into the night
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| When i speak you hear lies
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| When i’m wrong
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| When i’m right
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| I’m drifting off into the night
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| When i speak you hear lies
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| So forgive me |