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i open up my eyes to the morning-sun
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i open up my soul for the things to come
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but what was there to come but you
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swiftly sneaking in
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i hate you
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you`ve been spitting out your vile
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with a wicked smile
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after holding out your hands
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with an intimidated glance
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you better stay away from me
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or else I push your ugly face in
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you tell me
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this life that you`re living is not yours
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this life that your living is a lie
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this life that you`re living
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it belongs to me
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give it back !
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give it back !
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give it back !
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you cover up your ears
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and point at the stars
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you cover up your eyes
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and point all around
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you better cover up your face
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and cover up your mouth
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i hate you
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there is
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nothing i can say or do
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`til you`re through
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my mind`s a blank
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in the face of such a crank
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you better stay away from me
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or else i push your creepy face in
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you tell me...
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i open up my eyes to the morning-sun
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i open up my soul for the things that are to come
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i open up my mouth to sing this song
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and you`re gone
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johnny guitar
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| rainbirds |
