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Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave |
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You're running today maybe tomorrow you'll be saved |
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You pray for daylight to save you for a while |
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You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile |
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Dead men - tell no tales |
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In Gangland - murders up for sale |
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Dead men - tell no tales |
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In Gangland - where jail birds die |
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Face at the window leers into your own |
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But it's only your reflection still you tremble in your bones |
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How long can you hide? |
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How long till they come? |
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A rat in a trap but you've got to survive |
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Once you were glad to be free for a while |
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The air tasted good and the world was your friend |
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Then came the day when the hard times began |
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Now your alone but alive for how long? |
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A knife at your throat another body on the pile |
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A contract to keep and it's service with a smile |
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Murder for vengeance or murder for gain |
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Death on the streets or a blacked out jail |
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Dead men - tell no tales |
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In Gangland - murders up for sale |
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Dead men - tell no tales |
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In Gangland - where jail birds die |
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In Gangland you tell no tales |
