| There’s dirt on your face and there’s
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| Blood on the floor
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| You’ve done something bad, but you
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| Don’t know for sure
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| The fists are all swollen
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| You’re going insane
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| Hopefully someone is waking in pain
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| You don’t know why
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| You can’t stop
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| Fight it all
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| Obey your call
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| You don’t mind the bruises
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| But you do mind the talk
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| Conscience is coming
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| And it feels like you choke
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| No turning back
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| Well you’re aiming ahead
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| You keep on going, until you are dead
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| You don’t know why
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| You can’t stop
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| Fight it all
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| Obey your call
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| It wasn’t always like this
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| No longer know what you miss
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| Sometimes it’s wrong
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| But you love it too much
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| It’s the closest you get to some
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| Sweet human touch
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| Nobody knows that you’re
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| Loosing control
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| You hide it away behind: Rock and Roll!
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| You don’t know why
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| You can’t stop
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| Fight it all
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| Obey your call
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| I want you dead (x4) |