| This is a stick up, I’m here for your love
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| It’s coming with me where I’m going
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| Just keep your distance so we can end this
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| Without making it a headline story
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| You’ve had your shot but now we’ll do things my way
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| Her pistols cocked and the flash was blinding
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| Do you really wanna live your life inside a wishing well
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| You’ll be spending more than your last dime buying shit that ain’t for sale
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| Do you really have to scream I love you to a dial tone at 5 am
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| Thinking things could never be this good again
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| Move on alone
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| Move on alone
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| So rub your eyelids, enjoy the silence
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| Cuz freedom doesn’t count for nothing
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| Give in to hunger cuz in the jungle
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| Everybody’s stealing something
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| I’m looking back and seeing mass destruction
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| Covered in ash from your last eruption
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| Do you really wanna live your life inside a wishing well
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| You’ll be spending more than your last dime buying shit that ain’t for sale
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| Do you really have to scream I love you to a dial tone at 5 am
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| Thinking things could never be this good again
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| Move on alone
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| Do you really wanna live your life inside a wishing well
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| You’ll be spending more than your last dime buying shit that ain’t for sale
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| Do you really have to scream I love you to a dial tone at 5 am
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| Thinking things could never be this good again
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| Move on alone |