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You think you are so special,
Your face it never lies,
Your lips they tell of treason,
And your mouth is full of flies,
I won't turn into you,
I've got a pocket full of pills that's pulling me through,
And if I do, don't be confused,
I've got a pardon from St Peter and heart that's true.
You will never defeat me,
You will never bring me down, down, down,
You will never defeat me,
Today, I'll wear your crown,
Your courage is wearing thin,
Believe me, you have no time,
Your sheepskin falls away,
Shown for who you are,
But if I do, if I turn into you,
You'd better have a plan B, 'cause I'm coming for you,
And you knew it's you I accuse,
I've got my trigger finger steady and a blood that runs blue.
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