| You’ve been along this road so many a time
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| Nothing should be a surprise to you
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| Seen every premeditated crime
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| From every possible point of view
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| Why, why
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| If it’s so wrong does it feel so right?
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| Why, why
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| Though I’m glad you’re gone do I want you tonight?
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| She, she’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna turn your head around
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| She’s gonna blow your house down
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| What of chaos is the thing you crave
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| Is it the taste of self-inflicted pain?
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| And what of losing is your drug of choice
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| Is it what gets you coming back again?
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| Why, why
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| If it’s so wrong does it feel so right?
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| She, she’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna turn your head around
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| She’s gonna blow your house down
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| She, blow your house down
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| She’s gonna turn your head around
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| She’s gonna blow your house down, ow
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| Fast as fast as you can
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| Run as fast as fast as you can
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| Run as fast as fast as you can
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| Run as fast as fast as you can
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| Fast as you can
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| Run as fast, fast as you can
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| You’re raving, is she worth saving
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| What makes you think you can?
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| You’re half-breaking deals for breaking
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| Your own devil’s hand
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| She, she’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna turn your head around
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| She’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna turn your head around
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| She’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna blow your house down
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| She’s gonna turn your head around
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| She’s gonna blow your house down |