Danger, we don’t always hide around hereNow in here, I see my old friend disappearIn tonight, in tonight,People don’t change,And I know your story so wellI know your faith, it’s my favorite tale to tellYou wanted to make me believe in loveYou wanted to make me believe in loveYou bring the money and I will be waitingI’m in the corner with a wasp sting in my throatThrow the money now, you never
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