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I was wonderin' how you're feelin, I thought I
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saw you kneelin,
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and holdin' your gut last night.
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You looked like you were prayin', but I heard someone sayin,
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you had been in an awful fight.
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You get the worst of it every time,
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lashing out with no reason or rhyme.
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To lose all this rage at so tender an age,
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little baby, growing up in a rat cage.
A                                   F#m
Are you ready for the fallout? Who ya gonna
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all out? When does it finally comes to blows?
                                F#m
I think that you're forgettin', the blood that
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you've been lettin' has a price on it no one knows.
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You may be sufferin' in your sleep,
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you may be gettin' in way too deep.
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And you may not care for advice that I share,
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but if you want it, then I'll be there. (