| A hand is winding the clock in your head
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| Tensions rise, push the needle to red
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| Pick up the tempo, it’s getting late
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| You’ve got that inner need … accelerate
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| What now lies in between the hunter and the prey
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| Set sail, apart from the rest, let nothing get in your way
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| Speed and power, take command
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| You’ve got the world in your hand
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| Pull the trigger, move out ahead
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| There’s two kinds of people… The Quick and the Dead
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| Cut loose the horses, right to the chase
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| Got to adrenalize, win this human race
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| Driving momentum, you take the lead
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| Gaining intensity, strive to succeed
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| What now lies in between the hunter and the prey
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| Set sail, apart from the rest, nothing will get in your way
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| Speed and power, take command
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| You’ve got the world in your hand
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| Pull the trigger, move out ahead
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| There’s two kinds of people… The Quick and the Dead
|
| What now lies in between the hunter and the prey
|
| Set sail, apart from the rest, nothing will get in your way
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| Speed and power, take command
|
| You’ve got the world in your hand
|
| Pull the trigger, move out ahead
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| There’s two kinds of people… The Quick and the Dead
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| Speed and power, take command
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| You’ve got the world in the palm of your hand
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| Pull the trigger, move out ahead
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| There’s two kinds of people… The Quick and the Dead |