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Tripping 
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de Robbie Williams
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First they ignore you
Then at you and hate you
they you, you win
When the dies very bad 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 should in silence?
When a heart is broken there's nothing to break
You've been mixing with some very faces
The boys a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of 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 should suffer in silence?
The is there's to break
All is wonderful in 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 adoring
You don't want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever need to
the house, leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And stop me staring at the sun
I know it's and there's be violence
I've as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My heart is there's to break
Then at you and hate you
they you, you win
When the dies very bad 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 should in silence?
When a heart is broken there's nothing to break
You've been mixing with some very faces
The boys a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of 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 should suffer in silence?
The is there's to break
All is wonderful in 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 adoring
You don't want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever need to
the house, leave the car
Leave the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And stop me staring at the sun
I know it's and there's be violence
I've as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My heart is there's to break
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