You got a whiplash tongue that is sharp like a razor
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With your kill switch mind a role manipulator
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And you're so alive I can see ya on the marque
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You're in over drive but you're lookin' for the soul key
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The man...the man in the middle
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Someone can...now can you cry me a riddle
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You're a big bone lickin' I can feel your vibration
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A dime before you're drinkin' no you need a vacation
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With your mighty fine wealth now you're livin' in a typhoon
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You better check your health I see the risin' of the black moon
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The man...the man in the middle
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Someone can...now can you cry me a riddle
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Can't see the light and the darkness has fallen upon you
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Live and you die in the madness that gathers around you
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In a big black car now you're full of ambition
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You're a rock n roll star with a killer condition
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Yeah talks so cheap and I heard it on the grape vine
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You better sow what you reap or you'll be walkin' on a flatline
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The man...the man in the middle
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Someone can...now can you cry me a riddle
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Can't see the light and the darkness has fallen upon you
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Live and you die in the madness that gathers around you
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[solo]
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Got a whiplash tongue that is sharp like a razor
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With your kill switch mind a role manipulator
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And you're so alive I can see you on the marque
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You're in over drive but you're lookin' for the soul key
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The man...the man in the middle
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Someone can...can you cry me a riddle
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Can't see the light and the darkness has fallen upon you
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Can't see the light till you open your eyes
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Can't see the light till you open your eyes
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Yeah...you're the man
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But can you cry me a riddle
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Man In The Middle
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| Black Country Communion |
