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Guilty - or so it seems. |
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You found a motive and he had the means. |
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Sentenced - death by the chair. |
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But let me warn you it won't end there. |
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No! I have searched my whole life for the one who has caused all our strife. |
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Now I find, he's in your man. |
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How can I make you understand? |
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He is the one who robs us of our will |
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He is the one who causes us to kill |
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We are the ones who feed his appetite |
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We are the ones who can end this thing tonight |
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Listen - can't you hear? |
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It's not over, there is so much to fear. |
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Locked up - he's "safe in a cell"? |
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Well don't believe it 'cause I know him to well. |
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Look! the human body, is just a host. |
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You might say that you captured a ghost. |
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And like a ghost, he will return. |
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How can I ever make you learn? |
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He is the one who robs us of our will |
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He is the one who causes us to kill |
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We are the ones who feed his appetite |
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We are the ones who can end this thing tonight |
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I don't know what he is or how he cam to be. |
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I only know that if he lives we can't be free - from the pain and the suffering. |
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Then our lives they won't mean - won't mean a thing. |
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Patience - it has run out. |
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You must be sure, there is no room for doubt. |
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Come on - we're out of time. |
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We cannot argue, make up your mind. |
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Now! I may be right, I may be wrong. |
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But if you wait you'll have waited too long. |
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It's down you, what will it be? |
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Will you ever really see - |
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He is the one who robs us of our will |
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He is the one who causes us to kill |
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We are the ones who feed his appetite |
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We are the ones who can end this thing tonight |