(whispering ??)
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This is no town
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For the friendly
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Everyone here
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Has a story
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And in this maze of people I lose my sense of definition
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A page ripped from a book, I'm just a page ripped from a book
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself
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I used to never ever worry
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I used to trust my sense of impulse
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I used to know between extreme and moderation
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A sense of balance to hold me up
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A sense of balance to hold me up
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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And I've waged war with myself
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Where no victory was ever declared
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And both could end equally grim
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And none of the sides were spared
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself
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Turn it on himself (He's gonna)
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Turn it on himself
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Ahahaha
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Turn it On Himself
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| Monks of Doom |