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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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First ignore you
Then at you and you
Then they you, you win
the truth dies very bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's gone 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?
When a heart is there's to break
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
don't their own
They all their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much I'm to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The heart is there's to break
All is wonderful in pace life
Dreaming 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 some adoring
You don't the truth, truth is boring
I've got fever need to
the house, 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 gone and there's be violence
I've taken as as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should in silence?
My heart is broken there's to break
Then at you and you
Then they you, you win
the truth dies very bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's gone 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?
When a heart is there's to break
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
don't their own
They all their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much I'm to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The heart is there's to break
All is wonderful in pace life
Dreaming 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 some adoring
You don't the truth, truth is boring
I've got fever need to
the house, 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 gone and there's be violence
I've taken as as I'm willing to take
But why do you think we should in silence?
My heart is broken there's to break
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