My CV reads a long list of mistakes and regrets
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Bad decisions, aftermaths and unmade beds
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I've plastered over cracks and tried to mend what I can
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But to you I'm still a wicked man
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Well my CV reads a long list of unrights and some wrongs
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I could explain but it would take me way too long
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My wife is a robot, my baby's cot
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Is a heavy-metal parking lot
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[ ? ]
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I try like a saint but I [ ? ]
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I even sold my soul for a [ ? ]
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I'll only [ ? ] I am told
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I'm a wicked man, I get what I deserve
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Cos I'm a wicked man, a wicked man
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A wicked man, nurse, it's getting worse
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You've got to, got to, got to, got to
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Help me
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Well, I've lied to myself so much I believe it's true
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But all the hidden secrets, you already knew
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And all the unexplained that tore us apart
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To them I'm just a tart with a heart
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I'm a wicked man, I get what I deserve
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Cos I'm a wicked man, wicked man
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A wicked man, nurse, it's getting worse
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You've got to, got to, got to, got to
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Help me
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My CV is a long list of mistakes and regrets
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I bruise to remember, I drink to forget
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I've plastered over cracks but you don't understand
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To you I'm still a wicked man
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To you I'm still a wicked man
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To you I'm still a wicked man
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Wicked Man
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