| I knew you’d stab my back if you just had the chance.
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| I knew you’d try to twist my arm off if you’d have the strength.
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| So push, your nails! |
| You’d love to lick my tears!
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| I’ll cry, I’ll cry a river full of blood!
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| The final resolution!
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| The judgement bell, all wishing well, you’ll have to drag me down to hell!
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| No turning back, no matter of fact, I’ll have to take you with me!
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| No lies to tell, no soul to sell, you’ll have to drag me down to hell!
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| Still swinging free down from a tree, you’ll have to cut me down then!
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| It’s way to early to say prayers for the dead.
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| You have apparently a head-start you smiling sack of shit.
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| So push, your nails! |
| You’d love to lick my tears!
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| I’ll cry, I’ll cry a river full of blood!
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| The final resolution!
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| The judgement bell, all wishing well, you’ll have to drag me down to hell!
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| No turning back, to matter of fact, I’lll have to take you with me!
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| No lies to tell, no soul to sell, you’ll have to drag me down to hell!
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| Still swinging free, down from a tree, you’ll have to cut me down then!
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| See, my pretty please, with no more arms how can you clap, the devils tune?
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| Your feet are numb, your eyes are not where they should be,
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| so how can you see where you are? |
| Feel anything when I am standing on…
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| (Guitar solo: Antti Leskinen)
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| The final resolution!
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| The judgement bell, all wishing well, you’ll have to drag me down to hell!
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| No turning back, to matter of fact, I’ll have to take you with me!
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| No lies to tell, no soul to sell, you’ll have to drag me down to hell!
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| Still swinging free down from a tree, you’ll have to cut me down then! |