My resolve is stripped away
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No matter what I do I
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Can't find the stength to fight the way I feel
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About you now
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I guess it comes to this
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to her you were a littlefish
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caught in the sun,
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and now youre gone
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but never really gone
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And in your hotel
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is that love?
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hey little trophy,
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give her a hug,
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and in your hometown,
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is that love?
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little arms are reaching up
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hey there littlefish
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I guess it comes to this
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you and I both
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kicking the same habit
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and the hair
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around you head
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it's all wild
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spiderwebs
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signals fade
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signals cross,
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and you are lost
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and in your hotel,
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is that love?
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hey little sunshine
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give her a hug
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and in your hometown,
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is that love?
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little arms are reaching up
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hey there littlefish,
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i guess it comes to this,
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you and I both,
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kicking the same habit
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I guess you got your wish,
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hey, littlefish
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you little man,
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I know your lie,
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I know your drug,
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I've seen your face,
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you son of a fuck,
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and this is the rob,
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because I had
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what you have
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and I lost
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what you lust
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so I'm a little bit,
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of a littlefish,
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myself
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and I will lie
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the way you lie,
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myself just to get it back,
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just to get it back.
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just to get it back
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hey littlefish
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I will lie....the way you lie.....the way you lie........
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Littlefish
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Toadies |