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you pave the way for my robbing leech |
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there are no bounds and the souls are free |
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when rivers run backwards and the time stands still |
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you'll stand in my path than you will see |
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all I need is just ten foot ground |
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and no emotion can stop the sound |
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of aggressions that leave you alone to your blood |
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evocation of everlasting brotherhood... |
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I'm tired of your slan-derous mockery |
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you're just a traitor without daredevilry |
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I have to face the man who wanna take my life |
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you know that I'm prepared for the fight |
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hey ho, the final row |
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mournful fatal misery |
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hey ho, the final row |
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with my gun and me |
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all I need is just ten foot ground |
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and no emotion can stop the sound |
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of aggressions that leave you alone to your blood |
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evacation of everlasting brotherhood... |
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you see the tension in my staring eyes |
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look at my hand that's leap and strike |
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don't wait to long and stop to breathe |
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cause heaven awaits that somebody decease |
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all I need is just ten foot ground |
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and no emotion can stop the sound |
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of aggressions that leave you alone to your blood |
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evocation of everlasting brotherhood... |
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hey ho, the final row |
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mournful fatal misery |
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hey ho, the final row |
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with my gun and me |
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we took a little trip just you and me |
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the lead that put us out of misery |
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no one will ever hold us in contempt |
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decision between the quick and the dead... |