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Never thought I'd tell you this
Never thought I'd be the same
Never thought I'd be the one to say
That I'm used up just throw me away
Should have never told you how I feel
Should have made you go away
Should have never given a chance
Its another failed and fucked up romance
You think you treat me good
Give me all that you should but
You won't believe it
I don't need it
You think that I need help
A way to fix myself but
You won't believe it
I don't need it
Something wrong
Yeah something right
Something's happening here tonight
Our love is failing
Our life frustrating
Lets talk about another romance
Our love is failing
Our life frustrating
This thing never had a chance
Its another failed and fucked up romance
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Slave
03:25
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If I wanted you
If I told you to
If I needed you
If I ordered that
If I promised you
You'd respond to it
Slave, Slave, Slave
You're begging at the back of the line
Slave, Slave, Slave
You could be mine
We're all slaves
And we're
Begging at the line
Come on and scream for what you know
Come on and fight for what you know
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Whips and Chains
05:24
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Beneath the street lamps
Under the city skies
Here comes a player
Who knows the way out
You know she's out there
On another side
Under the starlight
When your price has shown
And you let a noise
Don't be surprised
Redness is drawn
In the midnight hour
Rosie red is about to fall
The whips and chains will kill us all
When you see her you will cry
Come out, come out, come out
Come out and play
Beneath those street lamps
Under those city skies
Here comes a player
Who knows the way out
You know she's out there
She likes to come out and play
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Tattooed
03:39
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Tattoo me baby
He's so crazy
He'll knock you out if you call him baby
Here he comes
Just like before
He's the devil won't show you the door
What he's got
You can't deny
You can't love him but you can try
Spend some time
Over here
Next to me there is nothing to fear
Spend some time with me
I deserve your time
I believe you were meant for me
You're tattooed on my mind
Spend some time with me
Tell me that you're mine
I believe I can get you hooked
You're tattooed on my mind
What you want
And what you need
You don't care if he makes you bleed
Baggy jeans
And blonde hair
Tattooed arms you've gotta stare
If he's yours
Keep him close
He's the one that the girls want most
If he's not
Try to take him
Think he wants love you're mistaken
Tattoo me baby
He's so crazy
Tattoo me baby
He's the one that'll get you there
The one you'll love 'til your dying day
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I Don't Believe
05:33
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You know me
You know my game
I trusted you
But lost in pain
Our deception
Is cold as ice
Your trap was set
With an evil device
I don't believe in your dream
I don't believe what you said
I don't believe it's the end
The vision stuck in my head
I don't believe in your god
I don't believe what I hear
I believe in today
The truth is all that I fear
You know me
You've seen before
I trusted you
But I can't see you no more
You believed in me
And everything I said
You loved me
But now I wish I was dead
I don't believe in you
You don't believe in me
The vision that we had
Is the future of the free
I don't believe
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6. |
Stealing The Night
03:39
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Creep into our lives
Multiplying out of control
You can't stop the flow
Sinking deeper into this hole
Give 'em half a chance
They'd stab you in the back
They came from nothing
Ready to attack
Give 'em half a chance
They'd stab you in the back
Don't turn around Don't turn around
Don't turn around
Into the night, they got you running
Into the light, they got you running
Prisoners after dark
You can't even fight
Prisoners after dark
They're stealing the night
Strays in the alley
Scum is on our streets
I'm always disappointed
In the people that I meet
Where did they go?
The people from the past
Getting pushed too far
Losing patience fast
Where did they go?
The people from the past
Take me away, take me away
Take me away
Not gonna take it anymore
Not gonna take it
You gotta see it more and more
Not gonna take it anymore
Not gonna take it
I'd love to knock you to the floor
Your face ain't welcome here no more
You can't take back no more
Live for the day
Pray for the night
They're stealing, stealing
They're stealing the night
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Nothing to Me
05:33
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Loving you would be a heart attack
Then a feeling inside
Loving you would be a big mistake
Feeling life had lied
Taking you hand would be another back step
You're better off when you're gone
Taking a chance would be a big mistake
You're better off long gone
Everything you know
Everything you see
I don't want a man who falls to his knees
Everything you do
Is all that I see
I should be nothing to you
Like you're nothing to me
Why can't you leave me be?
I should be free you're not for me
Why do I feel this way?
Hope you don't think I give a damn about you
Why can't you leave me be?
I should be free you're not for me
Why can't I get it through?
Hope you don't think I give a damn about you
He's a fool in love
He's just a little distraction
And everything you know and everything you see
All of the time I'm on his mind
And it's please, please, please
You're nothing to me
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