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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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First ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then they you, then you win
When the truth dies bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know 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 should suffer in silence?
a heart is there's to break
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces
The have a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all their mothers
But you're out of depth son a word
I know it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as I'm to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The is broken there's to break
All is wonderful in pace life
Dreaming 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
Leave the house, leave the car
the bad men where are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And me 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 think we should in silence?
My heart is broken there's to break
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then they you, then you win
When the truth dies bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know 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 should suffer in silence?
a heart is there's to break
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces
The have a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all their mothers
But you're out of depth son a word
I know it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as I'm to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence?
The is broken there's to break
All is wonderful in pace life
Dreaming 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
Leave the house, leave the car
the bad men where are
I'll leave a few shells in my gun
And me 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 think we should in silence?
My heart is broken there's to break
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