| Woo! |
| This is the feeling I get,
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| a get the feeling that it’s never been a building,
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| So it’s a lockdown building, and a system’s on a pistol, never know,
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| Why I’m feelin' momentary,
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| I’m almost living like a ceremony never know,
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| You never know when you need to get it,
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| you barely know your silhouette into the last one
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| You questing up, with nowhere to go tonight,
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| You’re looking sharp as a white lier,
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| I got your game tied in wire,
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| You questing up, with nowhere to go tonight,
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| You’re looking sharp as a white lier,
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| I got your game tied in wire,
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| Whoa! |
| This is the villain I dig,
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| now that you’re into me I’m happier, heaven knows,
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| See you at the funeral, you’re coming alone,
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| The god of this is… dddddone!
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| I feel my life coming back,
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| you get the feeling that I won’t give you another,
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| Chance! |
| And I’m sorry we’re through,
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| maybe I’m back on track — you’ll get a lullaby!
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| You questing up, with nowhere to go tonight,
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| You’re looking sharp as a white lier,
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| I got your game tied in wire,
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| You questing up, with nowhere to go tonight,
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| You’re looking sharp as a white lier,
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| I got your game tied in wire, |