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the paranoid style - murder: the experience lyrics

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i was on trial, i was in style, faced the cold credibility of an unmarked file
one time a friend told me to expect a visitor
one time i believe i met the inquisitor

no one’s saying it’s an accident that i came to town
no one’s saying it’s a coincidence the way things went down
i was keeping the books i was keeping up appearances
you k!ll it with looks – murder the experience

i could see you late, i just can’t see straight
we made our way to the fulton fish mart
bronx+bound bus, 2:13 in the morning
there were people that i trust giving me the warning

no one’s saying it’s an accident that i left town
i suppose i ran away the second you came around
i was running scared, i was running interference
but every day without you was murder: the experience

god d+mn the people who would doubt
they never wanted to understand
at the length the truth will out
soon they’ll think that we’re all friends
you’ve got a lot of nerve to say this is the end

separated by decree, i was locked in little ease
i’d watch from my window to see if you’d see me
and maybe i was lying when i said that i was fine
and maybe i was lying when i said i wasn’t lying

on the very worst night of my very worst day
a smile from you could murder my pain
on my deathbed i could see you making an appearance
anything less would murder the experience

- the paranoid style lyrics

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