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