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Promises, Promises - text

It's got me going inside, I think it's happening again
I think there's gonna be some action
'Cause you got me going inside
Got me where you want me, sit down and talk to me

Well, I just hope you're happy
With your snake skin dead bodies evening all
Well, just go, go back to your bright lights
You made promises you couldn't keep

Sicking up rag doll more than you know
Just keep your mouth shut, you got no mind to blow
You celebrate things, you celebrate things forget about me
And just desecrate everything
Oh, you messed it up good, yeah, this kid's just a joke

Baby can't shoot straight
'Cause there's so many friends to make
Gotta take blows, it's the way that you grow

Baby can't shoot straight
'Cause there's so many friends to make
Gotta take blows, it's the way that you grow

Don't need to be seen
Just gotta get yourself known

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