| You go sleep with the fishes
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| There’s no room for you here
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| There’s no room for you here
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| Wrap your teeth around the pavement
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| 'Cause your body’s a message
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| Send my regards to hell
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| Fall upon your knees, sing:
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| «This is my body and soul here»
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| Crawl and beg and plead, sing:
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| «You've got the power to control»
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| Don’t pin it all on me
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| Don’t pin it all on me!
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| You’ve been granted three wishes
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| Say goodbye to your mother, your father, your son
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| I can hear your pulse racing from here
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| Sitting next to this gun beats your heart in your mouth
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| Fall upon your knees, sing:
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| «This is my body and soul here»
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| Crawl and beg and plead, sing:
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| «You've got the power to control»
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| Don’t pin it all on me
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| Don’t pin it all on me!
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| Blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you)
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| Blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you)
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| Blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you)
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| Blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you)
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| Fall upon your knees, sing:
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| «This is my body and soul here»
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| Crawl and beg and plead, sing:
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| «You've got the power to control here
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| This is my body and this is my soul!»
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| Fall upon your knees, sing:
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| «This is my body and soul
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| Don’t pin it all on me
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| Don’t pin it all on me!
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| Don’t pin it all on me
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| Don’t pin it all on me |