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Come along for the ride |
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Don`t waste anymore time of your life |
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Foolin` round with your endless shit |
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Going crazy, going blind |
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Is this the way you wanna live |
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Looking back at worthless times |
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With the future so vast |
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Thinking wrong, feeling fine |
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What was it your father once told you; "Get your life in order son! Or else things you do might come back to you times ten!" |
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The fire will not take you higher |
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Be brave, be strong |
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Where you stop is where |
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I begin Death will surely come |
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What you do in between is your thing |
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So get a fucking grip |
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If respect is what you want |
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The fire will not take you higher |
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I never needed no helping hand |
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So why should you, are you too weak? |
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Sit back and review your life |
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Was it really worth the effort? |
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And then the paranoia takes you |
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And it leads you to your grave |
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You can`t escape the death grip |
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Even though you try |
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Be brave, be strong |
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Where you stop is where |
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I begin Death will surely come |
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What you do in between is your thing |
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So get a fucking grip |
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If respect is what you want |
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And then the paranoia takes you |
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And it leads you to your grave |
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You can`t escape the death grip |
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Even though you try |
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I forgot to mention |
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I really don`t care if you make it |
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I can`t help you no more |
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So you`ll have to go your own ways |
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To reach your fire |
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You`ll have to choose the right path |
