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I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself

So listen carefully to every word I say:

"I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today,


You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"

Blackmailed myself

Cause I ain't got anyone else

"This is a stick up

Give us all your.."

I've got the red carpet blues baby



"Put your hands in the air and don't make a sound
But don't get the wrong idea

We're gonna shoot you

We're gonna shoot you

And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet

That could change just how this goes

No

We're gonna shoot you

We're gonna shoot you"



When I said that I'd return to you I meant more like a relapse

Now again I think "His and her's" "For better or worse"

But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes



"You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"

I've got the red carpet blues baby



"Put your hands in the air and don't make a sound

But don't get the wrong idea

We're gonna shoot you

We're gonna shoot you

And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet

That could change just how this goes"

And everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat