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You don't have anything against me, do you?
You bet I've got something personal against you
We know you stole our song
You were there, every touch in wrong
You were there, fuckin' wrote it all down
You invent everything you've done
Now you bet that I've got something personal against you
You deny all the sleaze and graffiti
You inflect, you look from our path
It's minus and you're impossible laps
We know what you've been lyin' about
Now you bet that I've got something personal against you
You deny sitting at the corner
You die but the love of your own
You've got nowhere to go but down
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