| I can’t be fallin' again
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| I am worn a bit thin
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| I get bored of the same scenario
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| A normal shit eating grin
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| Whatcha gonna…
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| I can hear you so loud
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| Racked and chained to the bow
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| Watch the boys and they fight for a score
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| I can run round and round
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Here
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| You let them know
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| You let it go
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| You follow blood on the path to a war
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| And like before
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| You ask for more
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| You smack its ass like the stage is a whore
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| Are you ready?
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| Are you ready?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Every night we try
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| We’re gettin' rid of a normal high
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| Here we go-
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| And it works, like it always does
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| All the kids are here
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| Bring it back to yesteryear
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| Here we go-
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| And it works, cause it always does
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| Are you ready?
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| Are you ready?
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| Are you ready?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do?
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| Whatcha gonna do? |