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Run and hide, it's gonna be bad tonight. Cause here comes your devil side. It's gonna ruin me. It's almost like, slow motion suicide. Watching your devil side, get between you and me. So tell me what I need to do. To keep myself away from you. To keep myself from going down. All the way down with you. Still I want you, but not for your devil side. Not for your haunted life, just for you. So tell me why I deal with your devil side. I deal with your dangerous mind, but never with you. Who's gonna save you now, who's gonna save you? I can't lie but I don't miss those times. We were on a high, I thought it would never end. But you and I, we've come from the same long line. Good kids with a devil side, just going around again. So tell me what I need to do. To get myself away from you. To keep myself from going down. All the way down with you. All the way down with you.

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Throw it up, throw it up. Watch it all fall out. Pour it up, pour it up. That's how we ball out. Strip clubs and dollar bills. I still got my money. Patron shots can I get a refill? I still got my money. Strippers goin' up and down that pole. And I still got my money. Four o'clock and we ain't going home. Cause I still got my money. Money make the world go round. I still got my money. Benz make your girl go down. I still got my money. Lot more where that came from. I still got my money. The look in yo eyes I know you want some. I still got my money. Ohhhh oh ohhh. All I see is signs. All I see is dollar signs. Ohhhh oh ohhhh. Money on my mind. Money, money on my mind. Throw it, throw it up. Watch it fall off from the sky. Throw it up, throw it up. Watch it all fall out. Pour it up, pour it up. That's how we ball out. Throw it up, throw it up. Watch it all fall out. Pour it up, pour it up. That's how we ball out.

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You got those scissors from the drawer.You never dug so deep before.If I stop trying,we start dying.You’re cutting me out, baby who you fighting? Who you fighting Who you fighting? You make we wanna love,hate,cry,take,every part of you.You make me wanna scream,burn,touch,learn,every part of you.I close my eyes,just close the door.You want a minute,I’ll give you more.Maybe I don’t want you either.We’re both unsettled,nighttime creatures.Shadow preachers,nighttime creatures.You wanna break,you break alone.You wanna leave,you’re on your own.You wanna break,you break alone.You wanna leave,you’re on your own.You make we wanna love,hate,cry,take,every part of you.You make me wanna scream,burn,touch,learn,every part of you.

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"The great truth is there isn't one.And it only gets worse since that conclusion.The irony of being an extension to nothing.And the force of inertia is now a vital factor.And there is despair underneath each and every action.Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness.Burning bridges becomes a habit to support.And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow."

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Set me free why don't cha babe.Get out of my life why don't cha babe,coz you don't really love me.You just keep me hangin'on.Set me free why don't cha babe.Get out of my life why don't cha babe,coz you don't really need me.But you keep me hangin'on.Why do you keep a comin' around? Playin' with my heart.Why don't cha get out of my life? And let me make a brand new start.Let me get over you.The way you've gotten over me yeah.

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I’m not saying that I felt like you cared.I’m not saying that I want to go back.The salty sea behind the eyes.And it’s the tears.That come and make me cry.The falling leaf that never tries.To hold on to what.Keeps it alive.I was so green.Nothing could touch me.I’m not saying that this is good or bad.I’m not saying that I wanna go.The salty sea behind the eyes.And it’s the tears.That come and make me cry.The falling leaf that never tries.To hold on to what.Keeps it alive.

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There is a style in total denial.A certain elegance of fear.Hesychasm is so much convenient.With the desert within ourselves.Stray dogs lead disciples of Oedipus.As the shrouds gently cover.Exquisite paroxysms of ruin.And well mannered choking on nothingness.Nether.The cracks in soma, psyche and pneuma.Are as one way mirrors
It’s one well lit desert.And the pyres extend beyond the horizon.And cold flames flicker upon ashes of hope.Through hallways carved in a crystal.On to the uttermost parts of the pit.Jostling through cadavers of former selves.You would swear there’s amusement in the eyes of the dead.Again, nether.

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Looking out a dirty old window.Down below the cars in the city go rushing by.I sit here alone and I wonder why.Friday night and everyone's moving.I can feel the heat but it's soothing.Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town.Down town the young ones are going.Down town the young ones are growing.We're the kids in America.We're the kids in America.Everybody live for the music-go-round.Bright ligths the music get faster.Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance.I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance.Hot-shot, give me no problems.Much later baby you'll be saying never mind.You know life is cruel, life is never kind.Kind hearts don't make a new story.Kind hearts don't grab any glory.We're the kids in America.We're the kids in America.//@yKNicoleJenner

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