so now that your faith's gone who are you going to trust?
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now that your conscience is crawling in the dust
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i've been meaning to tell you sister
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i've been meaning to tell you all
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i'm carved from the chaos and stained by it's reprise
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and i've introduced myself for centuries
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i've been meaning to tell you sister
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about the master and margarita
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but if you fuel the addiction you suckle its disease
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and it drags you down
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drags you down
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please don't turn around
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you're broken and battered you've tried with all amain
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weaned by distraction your story stays the same
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i've been meaning to tell you sister
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about the master and margarita
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but walking through raindrops it fuels it's own disdain
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and it drags me down
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(all you needed was an open invitation)
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it drags me down
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(you said yourself you said you craved the complications)
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you drag me down
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(you know the one who made you make the dedication)
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it drags me down
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(you sell yourself you sell your soul)
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please don't turn around
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Master & The Margarita
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| The Tea Party |
