| I relate to your kind, your design
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| Your devotion to wave
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| Get your brain on the prize
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| Then, dive inside
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| Mindset of a killer
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| With your mind out of phase
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| It’s a game that we like, we crave
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| Yet, nobody wins
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| Any way you decide, you try
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| But you die
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| Mindset of a killer
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| With your gaze, you paint the room
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| Blood-red with your tears
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| Pouring from the stage
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| And you can’t stop now
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| Rung by rung, almost out
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| Covered in black and gold
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| No one cares, no one knows
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| My gift to the world outside
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| It’s okay, I’m alright
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| Now, open your empty hands
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| Here comes the fun, here comes the end
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| Click, erase the device, give thanks
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| Then, clear out the room
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| Blow kisses, wave them goodbye
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| Goodnight
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| Mindset of a killer
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| With your gaze, you paint the room
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| Blood-red with your tears
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| Pouring from the stage
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| And you can’t stop now
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| Rung by rung, almost out
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| Covered in black and gold
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| No one cares, no one knows
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| My gift to the world outside
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| It’s okay, I’m alright
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| Now, open your empty hands
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| Here comes the fun, here comes the end |