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