Found a cold spot in the water
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In the summer
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Which was slaughter
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And in a way to pull a piss
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And oh it's something different
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So I got off of the boat,
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Jumped into the lazy river
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Between jealousy and lust
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And made fine incision
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Sought to get you off just to let me slide
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I make it seems not hard to seem halfway right
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And you got there see it from the outside
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It's really just a matter of playing the victim right
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Right, right
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Playing the victim right
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Right, right
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For the first time in his whole life
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I see where doom lies
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I lay my palms out right
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And we both can instigate
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But I know the roads we'll take on
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And there's a thousand different ways,
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Bear my weakness in your kingdom
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Though I think it's fair to say
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I'm strong enough to lean on
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Things are not the same, not the same, no
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Things are not the same, not the same, no
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Sought to get you off just to let me slide
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I make it seem not hard to seem halfway right
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And you got there, see it from the outside
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It's really just a matter of playing the victim right
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Right, right
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Playing the victim right, right, right
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Playing the victim right, right, right
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Playing the victim right, right, right
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Playing the victim right, right, right
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Halfway Right
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Sarah Jaffe |