A terrible silence shook a crowd,
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so giving the blame to me in all.
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Said, 'I’m giving my best bluff, I’m giving my best bluff
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Wishing that I could be your armor plate.'
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Well now I’m a snake in the grass girl.
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You’d better watch out, I might strike.
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And I’m hard on, running as fast as I can.
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Oh, here we go to save the world.
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My hide out is broken.
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And I could choose to run faster…
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But I’m a bastard.
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I see myself at the bottom of a barrel.
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She looked, looked in there and couldn’t see me.
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Said 'No, look at the tiny squiggle-like worm that sits
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In the disgusting whiz that fills up the bottle.'
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Well now I’m a snake in the grass girl
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You’d better watch out, I might strike
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And I’m hard on, running as fast as I can
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And here we go to save the world
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And I’m a bastard
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I’m a bastard no
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And I’m hard on, running as fast as I can
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And here we go to save the world
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My hide out is broken
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And I could choose to run faster…
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But I’m a bastard
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Strung Short
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| Coheed And Cambria |
