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Stuck in a cage for a minute or a thousand years
Never bend the laws enough two drown your fears
Struggle for a clue here in your logical loop
Tell me one's no good but the second one's for you
b******s to them means b******s to you
So, hope revenge means more to you
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring in the end
Can't get nowhere with the weight of that stick
Smashing candles in the rain with a thumbscrew wick
Fueled by your anger and it burns both ends
But looks to me like a saintly sin
b******s to them means b******s to you
So, hope revenge means more to you
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring in the end
We're better than this, much better than me
so all I ask is... 1 2 3!! 1 2 3!! Go! Go!
b******s to them means b******s to you
So, hope revenge means more to you
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring in the end
Stuck in a cage for a minute or a thousand years
Never bend the laws enough two drown your fears
Struggle for a clue here in your logical loop
Tell me one's no good but the second one's for you
b******s to them means b******s to you
So, hope revenge means more to you
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring in the end
Can't get nowhere with the weight of that stick
Smashing candles in the rain with a thumbscrew wick
Fueled by your anger and it burns both ends
But looks to me like a saintly sin
b******s to them means b******s to you
So, hope revenge means more to you
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring in the end
We're better than this, much better than me
so all I ask is... 1 2 3!! 1 2 3!! Go! Go!
b******s to them means b******s to you
So, hope revenge means more to you
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring...
to this peculiar string of events
Cause I'll sit right here in my penalty box
till the lights go dim and all is quiet again
Don't know what more my absence will bring in the end