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Rehab

I dare you to kick the habit This one I have you can't have it Mirror, tell me who is not fit It's time you throw away that kit Just not your song, "Bring Me To Life" Forget the urge, ignore the drive That thing you do cuts like a knife The remaining days of our lives Please don't let Tina lead the way Not her, not Molly, that I pray You did, you didn't, that's what you say Think of the price you need to pay This cold ice brings nothing but pain Call spade a spade, simple and plain Do I really have to explain? No rehab, no pain, means no gain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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