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How could i fool you i rest and assure you |
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Take it off from here and put you on the line, yeah |
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Your back to the pistol and iron bullets whistle |
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Landscape's open and the world is mine, it's still mine |
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Od'd on life, life itself |
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Od'd on life, life itself |
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Od'd on life itself |
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Writings appear on the wall |
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The curtains part and landscape fall |
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There the writings done in blood |
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Yeah, like a mummy's inscription and a bat wing tongue |
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Well then the mouth of the cave will open up wide |
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Wide as the world that's mine, it's mine, it's |
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Still mine |
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So don't you fear the trade in life |
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Life loves force but force loves life |
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This wedding by heaven was made up in hell |
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With the victim as bride and life, life itself |
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Od'd on life, life itself (repeat ad nauseam) |
