You make words of hate flow like water
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Cascading down from my mouth
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Make no mistake
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I'm not good for your health
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I'll make your dreams turn into nightmares
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I'll turn your mind into stone
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When that one goes rolling
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Maybe you'll find one of your own
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Putting civility to rest
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Changing hands into fists
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Turmoil easily erupts
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I hope the dead can sleep standing up
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I wouldn't be so paranoid
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If the world wasn't out to get me
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I'm so paranoid
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No I've become my own enemy
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Look over my shoulder
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Is my conscience watching again?
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He doesn't understand
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the means justify the end
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You could give me love or your warfare
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You could leave me all alone
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Nothing stays the same
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But some things never seem to change
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It's impossible to trust
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Such friendly enemies
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You can bury secrets deep
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But they never will be put to sleep
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My Own Enemy
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| The Briggs |
