| Running under cover of the moonlight
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| Shadow death row. |
| At the night we’re
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| Running wild with no hope for tomorrow…
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| No tomorrow!!!
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| As we’re walking through the fire
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| That burns within us all. |
| If ya wanna take
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| A glance to the blaze of pain, you’ll never
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| Be the same
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| You wanna get closer and get a taste
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| Of death? |
| I know ya wanna fuck me down
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| Til' I’m bleeding red. |
| I couldn’t care less
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| I’ll end up rotting in mud, so c’mon mothafucka
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| And gimme yer best shot
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| You really thought you’d see through what
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| I am and what I need, we are children of
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| Rebellion, we’ll fight, we’ll bleed
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| Don’t try to come to preach over us and
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| Over me, we’re children of decadence, we’re
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| Right, we’re real, we will fight, we’ll bleed
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| We’re mothafucking dying breed, we’re slowly dying…
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| All wrecked and fucked I wonder if this is the way
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| I’m supposed to go. |
| But that is all I ever got, that
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| Is all I’ll ever get, so I just let it go. |