| Do you, do you like the taste
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| Of all of you and all of me erased
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| I know, I know how you feel
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| Cause all the rage inside is real
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| I know you got it for me girl
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| But I never had it for you
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| So go and tell me I’m a rockstar
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| Tell me I’ve gone too far
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| Tell me I’m a man without a pray
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| Don’t give me that blackballed
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| Show me that I’ve lost them all
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| Show me I was never enough for them
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| And I’ll show you the real deal
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| Every inch of stainless steel
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| Yeah, I’m gone
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| Can you, can you see in me
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| Your desperate sense of superiority
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| How good, how good does it feel
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| To lie away inside and steal
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| You always had it for me girl
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| But I never want it from you
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| So go and tell me I’m a rockstar
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| Tell me I’ve gone too far
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| Tell me I’m a man without a pray
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| Don’t give me that blackballed
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| Show me that I’ve lost them all
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| Show me I was never enough for them
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| And open your eyes wide
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| Reciprocal suicide
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| Yeah I’m gone
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| And I love them more than
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| You could have measured, you could have measured (Oh)
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| And I love them more than
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| You could have measured, You could have measured (Oh)
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| So go and tell me I’m a rockstar
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| Tell me I’ve gone too far
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| Tell me I’m a man without a pray
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| Don’t give me that blackballed
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| Show me that I’ve lost them all
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| Show me I was never enough for them
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| And open your eyes wide
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| Reciprocal suicide
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| Yeah I’m gone |