| I’ve been a man of brutal means
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| Dealing out my business it’s so obscene
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| I’m not crossed just recognized
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| As the son of a bitch that put it right between your eyes
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| An unexploded ordinance
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| Variate the deviance
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| A Glasgow Kiss or a Molotov
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| I’m about to blow it all up Countless, broken by horror
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| A heroes end is still the end
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| My kind won’t be seen again
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| Let the right one in Ya gotta go with the Devil you know
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| I’m ready, ready to begin
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| You bastard
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| Let the right one in Ya gotta go with the Devil that you know
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| What goes around comes around
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| And what comes around is gonna get beat down
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| I don’t let anything go to waste after the cold reveal of my murderface
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| Another right that I made wrong
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| Another place I don’t belong
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| Of all the thing I said that stick
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| Nothing good can ever come of this
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| Countless broken by the horror
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| A heroes end is still the end
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| My kind won’t be seen again
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| And if ya don’t know, now you know
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| It’s just the devil in me There’s no hypocrisy
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| What you see is what you see
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| What you get is what you get |