| Excuse me, Mister, how are you today?
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| You keep sinking in (sinking in)
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| Take what you want and…
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| I’m melting, not on the inside;
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| Like a father who left me, sucking me dry.
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| Too little, too too late for you to say sorry and,
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| I’m just another toy in your box.
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| We’ll serve them as a dish.
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| A dish fit for the gods…
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| Fit for the gods!
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| Win over and a minute from this past year,
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| Share a needle of blood, sweat and tears.
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| Little too late for you to say sorry,
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| Game over, I’m sorry.
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| Excuse me, Mister, how are you tonight?
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| You keep digging,
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| Take what you want and…
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| I’m melting, from inside;
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| A bad apple, left out to dry.
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| Too little, too too late for you to say sorry and,
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| I’m just another toy in your box.
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| We’ll serve them as a dish.
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| A dish fit for the gods…
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| Fit for the gods!
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| Win over and a minute from this past year,
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| Share a needle of blood, sweat and tears.
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| Little too late for you to say sorry,
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| Game over, I’m sorry.
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| Ladies and gentlemen,
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| Boys and girls;
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| Gather 'round!
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| May I present to you…
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| Money…
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| And greed!
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| Too little, too too late for you to say sorry and,
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| I’m just another toy in your box.
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| Win over and a minute from this past year,
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| Share a needle of blood, sweat and tears.
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| Little too late for you to say sorry,
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| Game over, I’m sorry. |