| Faster, faster they tell you
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| Too sweet to be a lie
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| Tempted to buy what they sell you
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| Open up your eyes, they’ll guide you
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| Handsome garbage you can’t forget
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| Pretty little worms
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| The all protecting sovereign beckons
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| You to buy his terms
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| No
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| No
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| No
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| No, no, oh
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| You’ve got to survive
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| These people can help you
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| Or swim to your demise
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| They all know the truth
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| But they can’t just tell you
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| You’ve got to do your time
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| They’ll guide you
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| Drink me, piss me, tributary
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| Ever-flowing life
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| Oh, when they damn me
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| They damn everything that keeps you high
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| No
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| No
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| No
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| No, no, oh
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh, oh
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| I gotta give it to you, boy, you know your stuff
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| And I can tell that you’re giving it all you got
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| But there’s a limit to your budding potential
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| You’re gonna need more money
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| I gotta give it to you, boy, you know your stuff
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| And I can tell that you’re giving it all you got
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| But there’s a limit to your budding potential
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| You’re gonna need more money
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| Ooh, wow
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| You never say what you mean to say
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| Ooh, wow
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| You never say what you mean to say |