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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then 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 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 broken there's nothing to break
You've mixing some heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
don't kill their own
They all mothers
But you're out of 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 think we should suffer in silence?
The is broken there's nothing to break
All is 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 worth some adoring
You don't want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever need to
Leave the house, the car
the bad men where are
I'll a few in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as as I'm to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My heart is broken there's to break
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then 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 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 broken there's nothing to break
You've mixing some heavy faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
don't kill their own
They all mothers
But you're out of 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 think we should suffer in silence?
The is broken there's nothing to break
All is 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 worth some adoring
You don't want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever need to
Leave the house, the car
the bad men where are
I'll a few in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as as I'm to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My heart is broken there's to break
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