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Derek Pope
Derek Pope
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Derek Pope
Derek Pope
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Derek Pope
Derek Pope
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Don't shoot the messenger He's got his hands up like the rest of us We trade our dark thoughts for chemicals Just to get back to the start Of what we are Talking animals But you'll get far Denying everything, everything And when you don't feel nothing at all It's not nothing when the Ghosts come right through the wall They don't stop for nothing No, you're all that I want A broken piece of something Not quite nothing at all But then I'd know Jump off the merry-go I wanna hear my thoughts in stereo I wanna be your main scenario In a one way out of town Don't come around You'll be a trophy now For someone's house You wanted everything, everything Come undone Hang by me One by one They all get what's coming, get what's coming And when you don't feel nothing at all It's not nothing when the Ghosts come right through the wall They don't stop for nothing No, you're all that I want A broken piece of something Not quite nothing at all But then I'd know But then I'd know But then I'd know
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