I've got word of thanks,
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thanks that I'd like to say,
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for the rage that I feel,
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the rage that I feel today.
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Gotta stack, gotta stack,
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stack of chips on my shoulder,
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in everything I do 'cause I made, I made,
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I made the mistake of trusting you.
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People like you just fuel my fire.
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People like you just fuel my fire.
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People like you just fuel my fire.
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People like you just fuel.
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You liar!
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Yeah, my layers are thick,
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And I got a bad attitude.
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Yeah, that knife in my back,
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has fingerprints that belong to you,
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Got a grudge, got a grudge,
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got a grudge that I'm holding,
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for as long as I live,
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'cause you lied, you lied,
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you lied to my face,
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and that's something I can't forgive.
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People like you just fuel my fire.
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People like you just fuel my fire.
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People like you just fuel my fire.
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People like you just fuel!
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You liar!
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Fuel My Fire
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Republica |