Today, it's in the air again today, another incident that just went off.
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No way, this time I will not take the blame, it's pretty obvious who needs to shut up.
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Ashtrays filled with the fruits of our transgressions, here and there sarcasm overflows.
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Do stay, I'll need this sitcom to be re-run til I get the gist of just how it goes.
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So what would you have me do?
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Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day.
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Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way.
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Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel.
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Somehow I've been blindsided by my own kindhearted notion of just who we are.
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No doubt we'd have collided anyway with me indicted and you raising alarm.
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First round I'll take my bows into my corner, take my vows, regroup and run back again.
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Bloodhound and of no better pedigree than what you see so you could not offend.
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Did I act like a fool cos I didn't know what to do,
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when you gave me just a little bit more than I bargained for,
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a little too much in my hands when my hands are tied?
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It's the Ultimate Fling to go frolicking,
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licking the muck from the soles of the boots of your pride,
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Everytime you lied...
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Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day.
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Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way.
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Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel.
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Gimme a reason.
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Yeah, make my day.
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Cos someone's gotta pay.
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Can you gimme a reason? I'm movin' into grey.
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Something I can hold on at the end of the day.
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Cos I can't move on till I know what's the deal.
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Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day.
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Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way.
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Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel.
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Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day.
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Spoken my pleas now someone's gotta pay.
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Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel.
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The Ultimate Fling
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| Poets Of The Fall |
