Twisted City Songtext

Everybody loves a winner, everybody loves a smile
Everybody loves you when you're on the other side
It's alright

Come on and take it, here it is; I've got nothing left in me, I've got nothing left to give
Come on and take it, have a piece; I'm not sure what I'm selling
But I'm sure it's going cheap

And I try to get by in your twisted city
If I go, I'm taking you down with me

Everybody loves a loser; everybody loves it when you lose
Everybody loves you when you've nothing much to prove
Look at you.

Come on and take it, here it is; I've got nothing left in me, I've got nothing left to give
Come on and take it, have a piece; I'm not sure what I'm selling
But I'm sure it's going cheap

And I try to get by in your twisted city
If I go, I'm taking you down with me

Get on with it, get on with it, get on with it, get on with it...
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