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