i¡¯m playing games with your sex, with your ¡¯lectric shocks
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learn to let myself loose and be the dummy in your snapshots
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i¡¯m playing games learn to get on with your backward fans
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stick my body in the sun and help to get rid of the white tan
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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i¡¯m playing games, marking names with the blackest thoughts
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if you¡¯re building me up to be the target for your cheap shots
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i¡¯m playing games keep a blind eye on the main chance
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strip my body of its skin and try to cancel out the white trash
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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i¡¯m playing games if your aim is for the quick fix
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cos I know what you wanted and i know how you got it
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i¡¯m playing games if you play i¡¯m in the fast lane
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learn to jump into the road and learn to save a little lost face
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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And maybe then you wouldn¡¯t get so sick of me
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Sick
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| Sneaker Pimps |
