Hey, Oh Mister backstabbin' son of a bitch
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you're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'
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and I know everybody knows you try to be like me
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but even at your best as a man you couldn't equal half of me.
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I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
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and now that it's here I see it all so clearly
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I've come face to face with the enemy, the enemy.
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You, you're another shit talkin' punk to me.
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You're a living inspiration for what I never wanna be,
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and I see you've been blinded by what you believe
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And now back up and sit down, shut up and act like you need to be.
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I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
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and now that it's here I see it all so clearly,
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I've come face to face with the enemy, the enemy.
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come to me, come to me
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the enemy come to me, come to me
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So predicting you're the reason why I lie
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simple decision took me too much time to fly
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Oh, checkmate!
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I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
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and now that it's here I see it all so clearly,
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I've come face to face with the enemy, the enemy
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come to me
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The Enemy
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Godsmack |