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You're dead |
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Heard too much, know too much |
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Don't know if |
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I can take it |
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If the system had one neck |
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You know I'd gladly break it |
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They've got us where they want us |
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Stuck in this sick romance |
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They need no chain, it's in our brain |
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And we don't stand a chance |
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If we keep doing this deadly dance |
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End this sick romance |
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The dance of the dead |
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It's all in my head |
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Know the deal, the way we feel |
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Those of us who care |
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Constant pain, the endless rain |
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Becomes too much to bear |
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Feel the need to concede |
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Pretend it's all okay |
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But the horror, today, tomorrow |
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Will never ever go away |
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If you give in to the deadly dance |
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You've got to take that chance |
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The dance of the dead |
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It's all in your head |
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Ain't got the time or peace of mind |
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To deal with the likes of you |
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Your narrow views, your two-bit moves |
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Just tell me that you're through |
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You're dead |
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You're dead |
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You're dead |
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Don't give in, live the sin |
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Let them see the sight |
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There's no answer in the end |
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Live free, fall or fight |
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Keep in mind, that you'll find |
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Them standing in the way |
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Run them down to the ground |
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Make the guilty pay |
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And there'll be no more deadly dance |
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End their idiot prance |
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The dance of the dead |
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It's all in their heads |
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The dance of the dead |
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The dance of the dead |
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Dead |
