| Try to run cause we know you’ll fall
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| Trapped in your faith is what you’ve been at all
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| The smell of leaf inside these woods
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| The taste of roots before he shoots
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| The bodies fall like gamblers dice
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| Are you ready to pay the price?
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| You’ll pay the price
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| Pay it with your life
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| You can’t flee when his hands are around your neck
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| Try to run and he’ll stab you in the back
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| And when you meet him eye to eye
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| Be ready to say your last goodbye
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| He’ll rip the skin all off your bones
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| Lay in the dark, he’ll dig your hole
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| If you weren’t so stuck in your own mind
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| You’d know he will cut your throat
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| Wake up!
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| He’s behind you
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| Wake up!
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| He’ll always find you
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| You can’t flee when his hands are around your neck
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| Try to run and he’ll stab you in the back
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| And when you meet him eye to eye
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| Be ready to say your last goodbye
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| Goodbye
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| You can’t flee when his hands are around your neck
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| Try to run and he’ll stab you in the back
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| And when you meet him eye to eye
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| Be ready to say your last goodbye |