If we stand here shaking much more
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We're gonna come apart, split in half,
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You're telling me don't want no more
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'Cos my head's up my ass,
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I watch my world through a glass,
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I'm just a crazy tired shape from your past...
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CHORUS
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You say it's love that you need,
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But it's war that you've got...
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That you want to live your life and "to have"
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Not "to have not,"
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Better wise up and face my lot;
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She loves me not
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She loves me, she loves me not
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She loves me, she loves me not
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She loves me, she loves me not
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Wise up sucker to what you've got
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I'm freakin' and you couldn't care less,
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I got the deep down crazies;
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Trying to get my head round this mess.
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At the sound of the bell
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An act you know so well,
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You give me sixteen different flavours of hell
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CHORUS
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Wise up! sucker, see the sights-
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Taking your ass for a ride, Wise up! Wise up!
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CHORUS
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Wise Up! Sucker
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| Pop Will Eat Itself |
