| Black souls, empty bodies
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| You had me fooled straight from the start
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| We pray for an answer
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| We have to fight or be hollow just like them
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| Walking lifeless
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| Have we been left for the dead?
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| Black souls, empty bodies
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| We have to fight or be hollow just like them
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| They’re coming for us now (whoa)
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| So don’t make a sound (whoa)
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| Is there anybody left to see the sun?
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| Is there anybody left to cure the dead?
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| Unaware and unawake
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| Unaware and unawake
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| Every city is burning
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| We’re all wasting away
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| Nothing will end this, nothing to prove
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| There’s nowhere to run, all hell is breaking loose
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| They’re coming for us now (whoa)
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| So don’t make a sound (whoa)
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| Is there anybody left to see the sun?
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| Is there anybody left to cure the dead?
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| Unaware and unawake
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| Unaware and unawake
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| Something tells me we could be here for a while
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| And all I know is if you can’t run, learn to die
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| And now I wonder if we’ll make it through the night
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| All I know is if you can’t run learn to die
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| With the setting sun, put the gun in my hand
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| Pull the trigger, don’t fail me now
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| With the setting sun, put the gun to my head
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| Don’t fail me now
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| It’s starting again
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| We’re going hollow
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| We’re going hollow
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| Something tells me we could be here for a while
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| And all I know is if you can’t run, learn to die
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| And now I wonder if we’ll make it through the night
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| All I know is if you can’t run learn to die
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| Don’t fail me now
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| Don’t fail me now |