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There I was I was hanging around |
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Two fingers down one to go |
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Then suddenly from below she emerges |
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Sultry swingin' from a rope |
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"You've got something I need |
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So just give me your hand" |
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Trust is something that I just got to give into |
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My black widow or friend - well? |
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In the blink of an eye systems deploy |
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And we are off baby, off on the run |
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Bullets raining on down |
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Wind driven snow here we go |
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Amidst the fury I was clinging onto her |
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As our tether slid down the cliff |
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She wouldn't answer pressed a |
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Poison tip dagger to the base of my neck |
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"How 'bout we strike a deal |
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All your secrets for your life" |
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She was good and she was getting better |
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Might just have to hang on for a while |
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Fighter planes start to dive |
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A barrage of gunfire |
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Rips through the snow |
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Snipers bearing on down |
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She turns to me |
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But we're not lost |
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We're just going with the flow of another busy day |
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Hey baby welcome to my crystal palace |
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So just what did you expect |
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I turned in time to see the avalanche start |
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A freight train right at my head |
