| I feed you, you feed me back
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| I made you, you made me back
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| So undo, It’s time you should go
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| I knew, you’re just another ghost
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| On your own…
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| Trust what you see, believe what you want
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| I thank you, for your help, but you kid I have nines
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| I give you up, 'cause I can’t stand tall
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| When you turn on the one, you turn on to all
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| I write to, appease your act
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| It won’t do, it has no tact
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| So I lose, and this I suppose
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| You knew, was just another toast
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| You want back…
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| Trust what you want, it’s not what you have
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| From your hands, to your fist, you’re always a tack
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| I fall, at least give me that
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| When you turn on the one, you can’t turn it back |