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