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