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They suck you in like cigarettes
While hanging you out to dry, yeah
Making you feel like a hyprocrite
Because you cannot lie, yeah
You are the reason we will never be set free
We want to be like you- we want to be so cool
Just like you
They're hanging you out with their whiskey breath
While leaving you out in the sun, yeah
Making you feel like a hyprocrite because you cannot run, yeah
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