| Bad blood stirring in the boiling pot
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| Finger on the trigger of a gun
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| An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
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| It’s an old web being spun
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| Born from the seeds of anger and hatred
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| Do it to them like they do
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| It’s only revenge and the worst of it all
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| It all comes back to you
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| Envy treads at the breaking edge
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| Wheredogs begin to wail
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| Sarrow imprisoned the widows eyes
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| Like arrows too, they fell
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| Trying to balance the scales of injustice
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| Do it to them like they do
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| It’s only revenge and the worst of it all
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| It all comes back to you
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| The hounds pursue the weary step
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| As silver etched the sent
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| Chasing down the passions of mans convictions
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| Escaping time he’d never spent
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| Half starved and running
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| He’ll pay for his blindness
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| Racing the bullets of hate
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| Thirteen steps an a dead mans walk
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| It’s always been this way
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| It all comes back to you
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| It all comes back to you
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| It all comes back to you
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| It all comes back to you |