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Tripping Medium
by Robbie Williams
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they ignore you
laugh at you and you
Then they you, then you win
When the truth dies very bad things happen
They're heartless again
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we suffer in silence?
When a heart is there's nothing to break
You've been mixing with some very faces
The boys have a bit of bird
They don't kill own
They all their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I know it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The is broken there's to break
All is wonderful in pace life
Dreaming of the son she wants
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up this son who goes
you think we're lost, we're exploring
Why do you think it's adoring
You don't want the truth, is boring
I've got this to
Leave the house, leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My is broken there's to break
laugh at you and you
Then they you, then you win
When the truth dies very bad things happen
They're heartless again
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we suffer in silence?
When a heart is there's nothing to break
You've been mixing with some very faces
The boys have a bit of bird
They don't kill own
They all their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I know it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The is broken there's to break
All is wonderful in pace life
Dreaming of the son she wants
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up this son who goes
you think we're lost, we're exploring
Why do you think it's adoring
You don't want the truth, is boring
I've got this to
Leave the house, leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My is broken there's to break
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