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[Thorpe] I will not go back in line |
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I will not go back in time |
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Will I see your point of view |
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And will you take my blood as something new |
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The chopping block is my headrest |
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My neck is strong |
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How do you like me now |
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When the game is over and there's no one left |
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And there you are |
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It's time to find out what you're really made of |
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So I dig deep |
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Just one more time, won't let it go |
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It's time to find out what you're really made of |
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Maybe it's not what you thought it was |
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Tell me, do you feel like a number |
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And it's coming up on the chopping block |
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I embrace what lies ahead |
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Until the day |
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I die, or am |
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I dead Pack your bags and go away |
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And don't forget the nails in my hands |
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I will not go back in line |
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I will not go back in time |
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Drum roll please as |
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I await The |
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Judgement's handed down - |
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No Fate! Standing in my brother's shoes ' |
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Cause there is no one that can take his place |
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I will not go back in line |
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I will not go back in time |
