| Migraine in chaos of deep paranoia
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| It’s too hard to get over
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| The reptiles inside of my head keep me sober
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| My veins are on fire my breath getting colder
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| Stench and stagnation dehydrated tension
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| It’s too much to mention
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| My weakest desires are wrapped up in violence
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| The words of objection still echo in silence
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| Every kick every trip I do
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| Every lazy smoke filled afternoon
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| It can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| Every childhood trauma lifted off my shoulders
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| 'Cause it can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| And I’m ready to seize the day
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| I’ve circled around in this sea of objections
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| Overcoming rejection
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| Like a cold steel knife it turns
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| Velvet acid lips it burns
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| Freezing up expression twisted
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| Rosy cheeks the skin gets blistered
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| You get blistered
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| Every kick every trip I do
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| Every lazy smoke filled afternoon
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| It can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| Every childhood trauma lifted off my shoulders
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| 'Cause it can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| One, two, three
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power, no
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| You don’t have power over me
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| Every kick every trip I do
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| Every lazy smoke filled afternoon
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| It can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| Every childhood trauma lifted off my shoulders
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| It can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| Every kick every trip I do
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| Every lazy smoke filled afternoon
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| It can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used
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| Every childhood trauma lifted off my shoulders
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| 'Cause it can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me
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| Can’t be used against me |