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You sit around there telling stories
Taking chips from old past glories I had never thought that you'd wake A single left, choose With some parts that you can't use That's why I never liked your pity parties You never really change like they say Oh, you'll only become more like yourself He thought he knew me back in the day When I was down but now I'm still flying hell You talk about me so much That I think that you're in love with me Yea, you do, it's true man, your busted You talk about me to your friends Or anyone with time to listen You can never ever be trusted You never really change like they say Oh, you'll only become more like yourself He thought he knew me back in the day When I was down but now I'm still flying hell End to the lies, End to the lies End to the lies, End to the lies Now you You were the foreskin I was the real head You were the foreskin You never really change like they say Oh, you'll only become more like yourself He thought he knew me back in the day When I was down but now I'm still flying hell End to the lies, End to the lies End to the lies, End to the lies End to the lies, End to the lies End to the lies, End to the lies |
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