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Like a fuse I'm ready for fire
Spark me up and I mean
Simple seems to just a few
I trust what I am saying
Every day I can't believe what¡¯s going on around me
Down the halls I see it everywhere
I have to tell you
Something about me
I wake up with this splitting difference
Doesn't leave anything for me
I¡¯ll take my half
My pockets they're empty
Where we're headed to the life in the fast lane
Wait a minute now you're busted like a bone
Paid the price for a crime we shared
And you got off free
Voices call from in your head
Laughing in and screaming

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