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Who is the fairest of them all? Mirror, mirror on the wall Sick of all this noise Begging for a fist around it Now my neck is open wide Sick of being poised So there's no use crying about it Sick of all these people talking Already choking on my pride Tired of all these cameras flashing |
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They wanna make me their queen They've got the kingdom locked up 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'm headed straight for the castle That is saying That is saying And there's an old man sitting on the throne I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut |
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You're gonna get bruised Now my neck is open wide If you wanna break these walls down Sick of feeling used Already choking on my pride Oh, all of these minutes passing Straight for the castle Begging for a fist around it |
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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 There's no use crying about it |
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That is saying And there's an old man sitting on the throne They wanna make me their queen I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut I'm headed straight for the castle They've got the kingdom locked up 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 That is saying |
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They've got the kingdom locked up Straight for the castle And there's an old man sitting on the throne I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut Straight for the castle That is saying |
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