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