| I could have kept my head down
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| I might have kept my mouth shut
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| I should have held my own,
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| You lead a horse to water and you watch him drown.
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| You’re only as big as your battles.
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| Rattle my cage with your shadow.
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| I’m a phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers,
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| Don’t you know that what comes around goes around?
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| I’m not that easy,
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| I am not your horse to water.
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| I hold my breath I come around, round, round.
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| Don’t darken my doorstep again,
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| You’re mixing up living in chin-chin,
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| You’re mixing up lose with win-win,
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| You lead a horse to water and you watch him drown.
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| You stumble on glass top table,
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| TV’s chewing shock-gone cable
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| Pump me up a beanstalk fable
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| And I’ll call this entertainment
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| 'cause Humpty’s falling down.
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| I’m not that easy,
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| I am not your horse to water.
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| I hold my breath I come around, round, round.
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| Pick a fight an ultra-buzzy bubble
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| Friday night fuckin’fried-up pub crawl
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| Phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers,
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| Don’t you know that what comes around goes around?
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| I’m not that easy,
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| I am not your horse to water.
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| I hold my breath I come around, round, round.
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| It’s not that easy
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| I am not your horse to water
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| I hold my breath, I come around, round, round
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| It’s going down, down, down
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| This runaround, round, round
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| Is bound to pound
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| The daylights out of you! |