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