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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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First they you
Then laugh at you and hate you
fight you, then you win
When the truth bad happen
They're being heartless again
I it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm to take
But why do you think we in silence?
When a heart is there's nothing to break
You've mixing with heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
all love their mothers
But you're out of depth son have a word
I it's gone and there's 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 wonderful in life
of the son she wants
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up son who goes
When you think we're lost, we're exploring
Why do you think it's some 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 are
I'll a few shells in my gun
And stop me staring at the sun
I know it's 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?
My heart is broken there's nothing to break
Then laugh at you and hate you
fight you, then you win
When the truth bad happen
They're being heartless again
I it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm to take
But why do you think we in silence?
When a heart is there's nothing to break
You've mixing with heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
all love their mothers
But you're out of depth son have a word
I it's gone and there's 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 wonderful in life
of the son she wants
You should see me in the afterlife
Picking up son who goes
When you think we're lost, we're exploring
Why do you think it's some 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 are
I'll a few shells in my gun
And stop me staring at the sun
I know it's 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?
My heart is broken there's nothing to break
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