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    Listen up and listen close
    Okay, so maybe I wasn't clear enough
    With the words that I chose
    Now I'm asking you, I'm begging you
    Just so everyone knows
    Or daring you to say something original

    Give it up and oh, I know words are failing you
    But sweetie, sometimes that's just how it goes
    Matching words and matching phrases count the days
    Because the battle might be done
    But the war is well on its way
    The war is well on its way
    Oh, I know you feel it too

    Now I'm watching you dig your hole
    And it looks more like a grave
    It's just a theory or so I'm told
    There will be nobody left here to save you
    Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact
    Well, the matter of the fact is its just a matter of tact
    There will be nobody left here to save you

    Taste the poison on your lips
    All right, now fill it up, drink it down
    Know it's sealed with a kiss
    Oh, I know just what you're thinking
    And you know it wasn't me
    Oh, I know just what I'm thinking
    And maybe you'll finally see

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    It's the poison we forget
    It's behind you to remind you how little you will be missed
    Saving face in situations very similar to this
    Now find out how quickly your words will be dismissed
    Oh, you are dismissed
    Oh, I know you feel it too

    Now I'm watching you dig your hole
    And it looks more like a grave
    It's just a theory or so I'm told
    There will be nobody left here to save you
    Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact
    Well, the matter of the fact is its a just matter of tact
    There will be nobody left here to save you

    Hey, you'd never know it
    But the end will leave you breathless and broken
    Don't you change
    No, don't you make it seem like you could care now
    I don't believe a word you say

    Now I'm watching you dig your hole
    And it looks more like a grave
    It's just a theory or so I'm told
    There will be nobody left here to save you

    Now I'm watching you dig your hole
    And it looks more like a grave
    It's just a theory or so I'm told
    There will be nobody left here to save you
    Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact
    Well, the matter of the fact is its a just matter of tact
    There will be nobody left here to save you
    There will be nobody left here to save you

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    Composición: Scenes from a Movie y Tony Bush

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