| Things ain’t been quite the same
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| Since you hit me with your hand grenade
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| I might be just a bit insane
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| I ain’t scared of a little pain
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| Tell me tell me baby honestly
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| Do you think there’s something wrong with me
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| Do you wanna stick around to see
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| How bad a boy can be
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| And I’m startin' to sweat
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| You ain’t lived if you’ve got no regrets
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| Yeah, that’s the feeling I get
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| I’m made of bad, bad, bad, bad blood
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| At least I know where I come from
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| And you could never hurt me none
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| 'Cause it’s in my veins, that’s where it runs
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| Did you ever think I’d pull it off
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| Were you convinced that it was all just talk
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| I can’t stop and I wont get caught
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| I wont, I wont, I wont
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| You do things in the honest way
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| They put your picture on the wall of shame
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| The more you care the more they make you pay
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| But I won’t, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t!
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| And I’m startin' to sweat
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| It’s the feeling I get
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| You ain’t lived if you’ve got no regrets
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| Yeah, that’s the feeling I get
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| I’m made of bad, bad, bad, bad blood
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| At least I know where I come from
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| And you could never hurt me none
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| 'Cause it’s in my veins, that’s where it runs
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| If you’re gonna light my fire
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| Baby don’t stand so close
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| Karma gonna come and find you
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| I know, I know, I know
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| If you wanna take it higher
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| Better be down to fall
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| Don’t think it won’t hurt ya
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| At all, at all, at all, at all!
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| I’m made of bad, bad, bad, bad blood
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| At least I know where I come from
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| And you could never hurt me none
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| 'Cause it’s in my veins, that’s where it runs |