| Straight from the middle right up to the top
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| Eat or be eaten by the cream of the crop
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| A smell of burning way down in your soul
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| When you taught to steal you’re never alone
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| And you fall to the ground
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| Upon your knees — testify
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| Bruised and beaten, broken bones
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| Running so hard you can never go home
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| You live your life on a torture wheel
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| Gripped by a breeze of cold blue steel
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| When you fall to the ground
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| Upon your knees — testify
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| Sail into a sea of hell
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| Oh, you do it so very well
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| This life you lead will never leave you alone
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| Testify — testify
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| Down on your knees and testify
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| Straight from the middle right up to the top
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| Eat or be eaten by the cream of the crop
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| A smell of burning way down in your soul
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| When you taught to steal you’re never alone
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| When you fall to the ground
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| Upon your knees — testify
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| Fall to the ground
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| Upon your knees — testify
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| Fall to the ground
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| Upon your knees — testify |