| Woke up with a fat lip, another head trip
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| Nothing goes my way
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| Flat lined on a back flip, never had grip
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| Man, it’s all the same
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| Burning out, I got no time
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| I’m crossing over a thin line
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| Take a shot like a lowlife playing No Knife
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| I’ll take what’s mine
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you—
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| Yeah, you know before too long
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| You’ll be dead and gone
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| So, tell me, right or wrong?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Drank in all the poison, tame the voices
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| Shouting in my brain
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| Bad calls all my choices, psycho noises, so I
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| Run and I run and I run and I run
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| That’s just what I do
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| You think you’re better than me
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| But who the fuck are you?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you—
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| Yeah, you know before too long
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| You’ll be dead and gone
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| So, tell me, right or wrong?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Yeah, you know before too long
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| You’ll be dead and gone
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| So, tell me, right or wrong?
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| Whose side are you—
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| Yeah, you know before too long
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| You’ll be dead and gone
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| So, tell me, right or wrong?
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| Whose side are you—
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| Yeah, you know before too long
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| You’ll be dead and gone
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| So, tell me, right or wrong?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on?
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| Whose side are you on? |