| Well, I’ve fallen from the grace of a dog whatcha gonna do?
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| I’ll scribble it down in my log I don’t believe you
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| It wouldn’t hurt to believe me well maybe just a little sting
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| Clouds outside are rolling in right through my bolted door
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| Cold sweats are dampening me with their mediocre lore time
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| Spent in a welded life sealed tight shut like a lover’s war
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| I trusted you and took you in, but in the end you were like the rest
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| You were just like them you were just like them
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| «Them» meaning the rotten end you were just like them
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| Now I’m in this purgatory of self-inflicted shame
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| I trust no one
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| Don’t talk no more, «hello, have a good day»
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| My big frowns were smiles once but now I’ve changed my ways
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| This human race is spotted with a cruel, colored disgrace
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| And you’re just like them, yes, you’re just like them
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| No more apologies spent 'cause you’re just like them |