Intro
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[Verse 1]
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Wish I was there on the day you let doctors cut you
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up on a big long metal tray, face down for eight hours
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straight, you were scared that you'd go blind. From the blood
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flow to your face, chin-dimpled and quivering, scared just like
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when you were two, on the floor of the living room,
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banging your feet, I would cover my ears to keep
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out all your screams but I still love you so, I just
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hope that you know that I hope that you know that ...
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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Wish I was there on the day you were running through a café,
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bumped into a man with hot coffee in his hands
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and he proceeded to pour that coffee on your
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head as some kind of lesson, I swear
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I swung (run?) at his neck for assaulting my sister, with my
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knees on his chest I'd forcе his last breath.
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I can still see the burns on your coffee stained clothеs,
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I just hate that it happened, I hate that it happened to you,
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fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
[Outro]
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I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.
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Fuck that guy, I hope he's dead.