| I’m not the first grave you dug
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| But soon you’re gonna
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| Die on your own drug
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| There’s no place left in me
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| To ever give sympathy
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| There is hate beyond any forgiveness
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| There’s no way I could foresee this
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| Shoved down with no one to tell
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| And If I’m going down
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| You’re coming with me
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| I know the enemy
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| They know how to deceive
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| Fool me once, shame on you
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| Fool me twice, shame on me
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| Now I know the enemy
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| They know how to deceive
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| Fool me once, shame on you
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| Fool me twice, shame on me
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| Foot in the trap
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| Of a victim player
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| That has built me to snap
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| Your gaslighting games
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| Taking a stab
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| And hiding your hands
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| Control is your thing
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| So the charm in your rotten heart
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| Is where it’s started
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| You build me up
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| Just to tear me down
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| That’s why you’re a manipulation artist
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| Come take advantage of me
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| Come take advantage of me
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| You took advantage of me
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| My love, my empathy
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| How would you feel if you were me?
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| Then it wouldn’t be so fucking easy
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| I know the enemy
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| They know how to deceive
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| Fool me once, shame on you
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| Fool me twice, shame on me
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| Now I know the enemy
|
| They know how to deceive
|
| Fool me once, shame on you
|
| Fool me twice, shame on me
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| You build me up
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| Just to tear me down
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| That’s why you’re a manipulation artist
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| Shoved down with no one to tell
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| And if I’m going down
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| Going down
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| Going down
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| Manipulation
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| You’re going down fucking with me
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| Fuck
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| You manipulation artist
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| Now I know the enemy |