So now that your faith's gone who are you going to trust?
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Now that your conscience is crawling in the dust
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I've been meaning to tell you sister
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I've been meaning to tell you all
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I'm carved from the chaos and strained by its preprise
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And i've introduced myself for centuries
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I've been meaning to tell you sister
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About the master and margarita
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But if you fuel the addiction you suckle its disease
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And it drags you down
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Drags you down
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Please don't turn around
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You're broken and battered you've tried with all amain
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Weaned by distraction your story stays the same
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I've been meaning to tell you sister
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About the master and margarita
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But walking through raindops it fuels it's own disdain
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And it drags me down
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(all you needed was an open invitation)
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It drags me down
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(you said yourself you said you craved the complications)
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You drag me down
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(you know the one who made you make the dedication)
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It drags me down
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(you sell yourself you sell your soul)
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Please don't turn around
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The Master And Margarita
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| The Tea Party |
