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03 · Lyrics
"In the End"
All brawn and no brains, yeah
And all those nice things, yeah
You finally got what you want
Someone to look good with
And light your cigarette
Is this what you really want?
I figured out
What you're all about, and
I don't think I like what I see
So I hope I won't be there in the end if you come around
How long will he last
Before he's a creep in the past
And you're alone once again?
Will you pop up again
And be my special friend
'Til the end and when will that be?
I figured out
What you're all about, and
I don't think I like what I see
So I hope I won't be there in the end if you come around
I figured out
What you're all about and
I don't think I like what I see
So I hope I won't be there in the end if you come around
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