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Lyrics:
Your game, your lovely game Is like pain and suffering Your fame, your newly found fame Is like repeating history
You know that keeping me around Makes me just quiver at the sounds Wish I could feed their open mouths With something worth it
(Where is your backbone?) 'cause you're looking very flimsy I'm breaking down your paper wall (Where is your backbone?) If you hear it sing it with me Everybody take the fall You look so sound asleep I can't believe That your backbone's missing And you never had a clue at all
Believe, no I can't believe How little all this means to me You'll see, you'll just have to see For yourself the playback is deafening
Keeping me around Makes me just quiver at the sounds Wish I could feed their open mouths With something worth it
You could've been something You could've been something memorable I should've said something I should've said
You look so sound asleep I can't believe That your backbone's missing And you never had a clue at all
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