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Tripping 
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de Robbie Williams
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First they ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
they fight you, then you win
When the truth dies bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a is broken there's to break
You've been mixing with very heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of your son have a word
I it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as I'm to take
Why do you think we suffer in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in pace life
of the son she wants
You 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
Leave the house, leave the car
Leave the bad men they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And stop 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 we should in silence?
My heart is broken there's nothing to break
Then laugh at you and hate you
they fight you, then you win
When the truth dies bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a is broken there's to break
You've been mixing with very heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of your son have a word
I it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as I'm to take
Why do you think we suffer in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in pace life
of the son she wants
You 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
Leave the house, leave the car
Leave the bad men they are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And stop 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 we should in silence?
My heart is broken there's nothing to break
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