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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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First they you
Then laugh at you and you
you, then you win
the truth dies very bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you we suffer in silence?
When a heart is broken there's nothing to break
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces
The boys have a bit of bird
They don't kill own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as much I'm to take
Why do you think we should in silence?
The heart 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
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 want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever need to
the house, the car
Leave the bad men they are
I'll leave a few in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've as much as I'm to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My is there's nothing to break
Then laugh at you and you
you, then you win
the truth dies very bad things happen
They're being heartless again
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you we suffer in silence?
When a heart is broken there's nothing to break
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces
The boys have a bit of bird
They don't kill own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've taken as much I'm to take
Why do you think we should in silence?
The heart 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
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 want the truth, truth is boring
I've got this fever need to
the house, the car
Leave the bad men they are
I'll leave a few in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've as much as I'm to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
My is there's nothing to break
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