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The catch the crux and the rub
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I never got home
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So Im howling all night with the cats
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In Ye-ru-sha-lay-im
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I kept my fingers crossed and my stomach in knots
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Doing whatever the hell I want
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Always p*ssed off but never been caught
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In Ye-ru-sha-lay-im
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I met you running away from home
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You were just loving it all
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Keep on running until you get
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To Ye-ru-sha-lay-im
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I been fettered and I been free
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I been fed up with whats expected of me
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Thats my d*mn own fault now innit
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Now Ye-ru-sha-lay-im
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Irresponsible divine
Never saving a dime
Feast or famine thats just fine
Hell everything will be fine
Idealist divine
Youre a terrible liar
This is a tricksters world
Trickster makes this world
Ye-ru-sha-lay-im
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