| It’s been a hell of a summer
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| But I forgive you, so dry your eyes
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| If you focus, I would reseat you
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| Back on your throne
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| I give you strength in numbers
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| And then you act like a kid in a cage
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| I’m out of body, you’re experienced
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| At going alone
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| We are spinning out of control
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| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are, are we floating alone?
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| We are spinning out of control
|
| Another punk wants to fight me
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| Just a burn out with two blue eyes
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| If you’ve got back up I would beseech them,
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| Materialize
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| But I’m a rose not a thunder
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| A fact they don’t seem to understand
|
| Although I can cut you
|
| It’s not the thorns
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| That make me a man
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are, are we floating alone?
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| It’s been a hell of a summer
|
| But I forgive you, so dry your eyes
|
| If you focus, I would reseat you
|
| Back on your throne
|
| I give you strength in numbers
|
| And then you act like a kid in a cage
|
| I’m out of body, you’re experienced
|
| At going alone
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are, are we floating alone?
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| Another punk wants to fight me
|
| Just a burn out with two blue eyes
|
| If you’ve got back up I would beseech them,
|
| Materialize
|
| But I’m a rose not a thunder
|
| A fact they don’t seem to understand
|
| Although I can cut you
|
| It’s not the thorns
|
| That make me a man
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are, are we floating alone?
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are, are we floating alone?
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| Are we floating alone?
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are spinning out of control
|
| We are, are we floating alone?
|
| We are spinning out of control |