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| |[Verse 1] | | |[Verse 1] |
| Your grandpa died when you were nine
| | I know You're not a liar and I know You could set fire this day |
| | | Go ahead and make me look away |
| They said he had lost his mind
| | Strike me down, I am calling Your lightning down from Your dark hiding place |
| | | Go ahead and show me Your face |
| You have learned way too soon
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| You should never trust the Pantaloon
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| | Reign down and destroy me |
| | Reign down and destroy me |
| | Reign down (Reign down) |
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| [Verse 2] | | [Verse 2] |
| | | I mean no disrespect |
| Now it's your turn to be alone
| | I am simply very perplexed by Your ways |
| | | Why would you let us use your name? |
| Find a wife and build yourself a home
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| You have learned way too soon
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| That your dad is now the Pantaloon
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| [Chorus]
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| You are tired, you are hurt
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| A moth ate through your favorite shirt
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| And all your friends fertilize the ground you walk
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| Lose your mind
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| [Bridge]
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| He's seen too many stare downs
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| Between the sun and the moon
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| In the morning air, how
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| He used to hustle all the people
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| Walking through the fairgrounds
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| He's been around so long
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| He's changed his meaning of a chair now
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| Because a chair now
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| Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
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| Who glide across the very surface
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| That made his bones feeble
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| The end can't come soon enough
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| But is it too soon?
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| Either way he can't deny
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| He is a Pantaloon
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| [Chorus] | | [Chorus] |
| | Reign down and destroy me |
| | Reign down and destroy me |
| | Reign down and destroy me |
| | Reign down and destroy me |
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| You are tired, you are hurt
| | [Outro] |
| | | Reign down (Down!) |
| A moth ate through your favorite shirt
| | Reign down (Down!) |
| | | (Down! Down! Reign!) |
| And all your friends fertilize the ground you walk
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| Lose your mind
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| [Verse 3]
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| You like to sleep alone
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| It's colder than you know
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| 'Cause your skin is so
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| Used to colder bones
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| It's warmer in the morning
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| Than what it is at night
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| Your bones are held together
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| By your nightmares and your frights
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| [Chorus] | |
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| You are tired, you are hurt
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| A moth ate through your favorite shirt
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| And all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk
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| So lose your mind
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| You are tired, you are hurt
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| A moth ate through your favorite shirt
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| And all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk
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| Lose your mind
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