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Tripping 
Medium
by Robbie Williams
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First ignore you
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then fight you, then you win
When the truth dies very bad things happen
They're heartless again
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as as I'm to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a heart is there's nothing to break
You've mixing with some very faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all love mothers
But you're out of your son have a word
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've as much I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in pace life
of the son she wants
You see me in the afterlife
Picking up this son who goes
When you think we're lost, we're exploring
Why do you think it's worth adoring
You don't want the truth, is boring
I've got this fever need to
Leave the house, leave the car
the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you we should suffer in silence?
My heart is there's nothing to break
Then laugh at you and hate you
Then fight you, then you win
When the truth dies very bad things happen
They're heartless again
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've taken as as I'm to take
But why do you think we should suffer in silence?
When a heart is there's nothing to break
You've mixing with some very faces
The boys have done a bit of bird
They don't kill their own
They all love mothers
But you're out of your son have a word
I know it's gone and there's be violence
I've as much I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should in silence?
The heart is broken there's nothing to break
All is wonderful in pace life
of the son she wants
You see me in the afterlife
Picking up this son who goes
When you think we're lost, we're exploring
Why do you think it's worth adoring
You don't want the truth, is boring
I've got this fever need to
Leave the house, leave the car
the bad men where they are
I'll leave a few in my gun
And me staring at the sun
I it's gone and there's gonna be violence
I've as much as I'm willing to take
But why do you we should suffer in silence?
My heart is there's nothing to break
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