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Bug me down with the record you sang Beat the heat, will the record run? Fake a smile when you shake some hands You liar, liar, fire pants Oh, show me something cool Oh, love me like a fool Something, something rotting sounds Singing words I don't know about Calm gets cut by a quarry knife I don't want this quiet life Oh, show me something cool Oh, love me like a fool Not the man you wanna fear Make up fools you wanna hear, I feel it too No competition for the weak It's hard to talk and I can't sleep, I feel it too I know what my purpose is It's dying on this hill with you (With you) (With you) (With you) From Letras Mania