You had a better look than I, you caught it from the top of my world
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How could they know this?
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You're cut wide open, you spill all over the floor
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cut wide open, you're pulling from the ropes
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and running from the ones you know
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Pray to the pessimist
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They told you not forever
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They told you not today
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save me, till its all you can take
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you promised me broadway
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but you sold me cabaret
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Spit it out for better taste
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I don't care if you're ready or not, the sentiment tears my hold
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you come right up and you tear me open
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I spill all over the floor
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cut wide open, its been rough being broken, all alone, this body better get up
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Pray to the pessimist
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They told you not forever
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They told you not today
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save me, till its all you can take
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you promised me broadway
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but you sold me cabaret
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Spit it out
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Pray to the pessimist
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They told you not forever
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They told you not today
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save me, till its all you can take
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you promised me broadway
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but you sold me cabaret
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I don't care if you're ready or not
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You're ready or not
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Pray To The Pessimist
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