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Well, I've come back again
Where I've never left off
To the same bridge I burned
Wanted just to leap off
Well, I like it so much
Want to work it real hard
Feeling good now for nothing
Acting like a retard
Anyone could break your heart in two
Everybody's gonna sell their soul
Taking pity wouldn't know what for
You're making me sick, you're making me sick
You asked me a question
Wish you would take it back
You like a CD, well, I'd
Rather play an eight-track
If there's a needle you know
Never want to be a haystack
Anyone could break your heart in two
Everybody's gonna sell their soul
Taking pity wouldn't know what for
You're making me sick, you're making me sick
Good taste knows your heroes
Spin it around
Good taste knows your heroes
Spin it around
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