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Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky |
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Why won’t you say something now Don’t leave me hanging Cut me down I miss the fire that was once in your eyes Well come on and say something now |
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Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning |
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Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning |
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Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning |
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audioslave, out of exile |
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