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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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First they 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 taken as much as I'm to take
But why do you we should in silence?
When a heart is broken there's nothing to break
You've mixing some very heavy faces
The done a bit of bird
don't kill own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I know it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we suffer in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in pace life
of the son she wants
You should see me in the afterlife
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 to
Leave the house, leave 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 gone 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 heart is there's nothing 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 taken as much as I'm to take
But why do you we should in silence?
When a heart is broken there's nothing to break
You've mixing some very heavy faces
The done a bit of bird
don't kill own
They all love their mothers
But you're out of your depth son a word
I know it's and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we suffer in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in pace life
of the son she wants
You should see me in the afterlife
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 to
Leave the house, leave 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 gone 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 heart is there's nothing to break
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