I let the beast in too soon, I don't know how to live
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Without my hand on his throat; I fight him always and still
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Oh darling, it's so sweet, you think you know how crazy
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How crazy I am
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You say you don't spook easy, you won't go, but I know
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And I pray that you will
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Fast as you can, baby runfree yourself of me
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Fast as you can
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I may be soft in your palm but I'll soon grow
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Hungry for a fight, and I will not let you win
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My pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will
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Disprove your faith in man
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So if you catch me trying to find my way into your
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Heart from under your skin
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Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself
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Fast as you can
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Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself
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Fast as you can
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Sometimes my mind don't shake and shift
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But most of the time, it does
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And I get to the place where I'm begging for a lift
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Or I'll drown in the wonders and the was
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And I'll be your girl, if you say it's a gift
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And you give me some more of your drugs
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Yeah, I'll be your pet, if you just tell me it's a gift
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'Cause I'm tired of whys, choking on whys,
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Just need a little because, because
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I let the beast in and then;
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I even tried forgiving him, but it's too soon
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So I'll fight again, again, again, again, again.
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And for a little while more, I'll soar the
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Uneven wind, complain and blame
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The sterile land
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But if you're getting any bright ideas, quiet dear
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I'm blooming within
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Fast as you can, baby wait watch me, I'll be out
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Fast as I can, maybe late but at least about
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Fast as you can leave me, let this thing
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Run its route
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Fast as you can [x4]
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Fast As You Can
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| Fiona Apple |
