Home whispers words
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And the bullseye smote the honest
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Before the hunt, I feel I'm getting used to them
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Tired from the effects from memory
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Fluttering relapse
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Sparks of sudden interest and truth
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Trying to get myself from this stain!
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Begins to multiply, whoa!
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We echo through this song
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Yes, and in it's words, I'll rise!
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But yes, I caught this stain!
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Begins to multiply, whoa!
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We echo through this song
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Yes, and in its words, I'll rise!
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Can you see what you cannot have?
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Which in all honesty
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You may think you do, but you don't
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Question, question: Love?
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I wouldn't give you the time of day!
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Like I said
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Pinging in the same tone of voice
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Can you hear me in this sound?
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Sound..
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Yes, I caught this stain!
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Begins to multiply, whoa!
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We echo through this song
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Yes, and in it's words, I'll rise!
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Yes, I caught this stain!
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Yes it begins to multiply, whoa!
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We echo through this song
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Yes, and in it's words, I'll rise!
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I wish you'd leave me alone!
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In all our consciousness
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I come pummel you down
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Inspire thought unconsciously
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Why can't you bring it?
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Bring back in each mistake
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I begin a lie
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I wish that this lie...
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Oh, what's the matter?
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Born!
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Yes, I told you what the fuck is all this shit for?
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(Change my view) I could not lie to you
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Born!
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Yes, I told you what the fuck is all this shit for?
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You know I could not lie to you
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(Lie.. I speak sinking.. Lie..
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I cannot.. The people..
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Walked away..)
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Oh, a lie, oh
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Oh..
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Oh, a lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
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Born!
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My hands are cold, what the fuck is all this shit for?
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I could not lie to you
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Born!
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Yes, I told you what the fuck is all this shit for?
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You know I could not lie to you
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(Why don't you stop the fiction?)
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Camoflauge
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| Shabutie |
