| Aye
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Uh, yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah, uh
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah!
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| Uh, yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah!
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| Look, aye
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah!
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| All this time I spent, I won’t repent
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| We are technically cyborgs who want life to end
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| I will scream in your face
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| You can’t erase anything that you’ve done
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| We are all out of place, aye
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| Baby, this is bigger than us (It's so much bigger than us)
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| How are we all made from dust?
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| Whatever happened to my trust?
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| I admit, we all know that we’re sick
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| Everything that we do is controlled by a mist
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| No, it’s not enough
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| No, it’s not enough
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| I’ve been feeling anger since the day my mother threw me up
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| I am feeling cautious around my surroundings
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| You fucks make me sick and I’d slaughter you gladly (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| You will get cut or you’ll die on the fly, aye
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| If you get cut I will drink from your life, aye
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| Baby,
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| Now these niggas tryna take my life
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| I’m just coming back from heaven with that molly in my brain
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| his name
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| You will get cut or you’ll die on the fly, aye
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| If you get cut I will drink from your life, aye
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| You will get cut or you’ll die on the fly, aye
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| If you get cut I will drink from your life, aye
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| Don’t play with that knife
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| (You never told me, you never told me, they never told me)
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| Don’t play with that knife |