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Sick of all this noise Who is the fairest of them all? Sick of being poised Sick of all these people talking Now my neck is open wide Tired of all these cameras flashing Begging for a fist around it Already choking on my pride So there's no use crying about it Mirror, mirror on the wall |
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That is saying And there's an old man sitting on the throne I'm headed straight for the castle They've got the kingdom locked up And there's an old man sitting on the throne They wanna make me their queen That is saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut I'm headed straight for the castle That I probably shouldn't be so mean |
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Begging for a fist around it You're gonna get bruised Already choking on my pride Sick of feeling used If you wanna break these walls down Oh, all of these minutes passing Now my neck is open wide Straight for the castle |
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There's no use crying about it There's no use crying about it There's no use crying about it So there's no use crying about it There's no use crying about it |
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That is saying They wanna make me their queen And there's an old man sitting on the throne I'm headed straight for the castle I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut That I probably shouldn't be so mean That is saying And there's an old man sitting on the throne I'm headed straight for the castle They've got the kingdom locked up |
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I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut Straight for the castle And there's an old man sitting on the throne Straight for the castle That is saying They've got the kingdom locked up |
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