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You always go to the parties
To pluck the feathers off all the birds
On your knees, I will not beg you, please

I want your picture but not your words
You know they want it but there's no verse
On your own but you cannot call it your all

We always wrung our heads too much
We know the reasons but such and such
On your own you will not catch your unknown

We run our fingers together
You know it's easy, the devil's plan
On your own you cannot call me your all

Jack of all trades, master of none
Cry all the time ‘cause I'm not having fun

You always want to be forgiven
The devil does what you ask of him
On your knees but you cannot you will not agree

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