| So you like to demise with your pen
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| I was the same back when
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| Then and now, I wanna change
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| But don’t know how
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| Do’s and don’t’s
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| Don’t’s I don’t like
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| She’s not Tina and I’m not like Ike
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| But what was Ike like
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| Is Ike what you write
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| We’ll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
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| Only joking, too much smoking
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| But It’s ok, it’s ok
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| We’ve been thru too much yesterday
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| Tell you what we’e gonna do
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| They’ll protect me from me, I’ll protect from you
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| By any means, by any means
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| By any means, by any means
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| Please won’t you try
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| Stop me talking like a tough guy
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| Subject matter’s love
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| Subject matter’s love
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| What would I need another enemy?
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| I know I love you
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| I can feel you in my energy
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| I’m too scared to be a gun totting gangster wannabe
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| I’ve got too much love inside of me
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| Met you on mondalay
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| Or next week
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| If I’m Tina
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| I guess I’m weak
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| Big take
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| Making my head ache
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| Big take
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| Making my head ache
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| It’s not your fault
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| You don’t understand
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| Take our hand
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| We give
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| So don’t be negative
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| You don’t feel the
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| 'Cause you feel yourself
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| Stuck up in your own head
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| Leave that till I’m dead
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| What do I think?
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| I think instinct |