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Well you’ve got the perfect disguise and you’re looking ok
From the bottom of the best to the worst well what can I say
Cos you cocked your head to shoot me down
And I don’t give a damn about you or this town no more
No, but I know the score
Need me to fall down so you can climb up
Some fool-ass ladder. well, good luck.
I hope, hope there’s something better up there
Cos you cocked your head to shoot me down
And I don’t give a damn about you or this town no more
No, cos I know the score
Broke my back
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