| Poison smile, pretty traps
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| Push the knife into my back
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| Silver tongue and sudden bliss
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| Snap my bones and make a wish
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| Velvet voice and vicious heart
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| Look at what I’ve torn apart
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| Void of conscience, void of grace
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| Mercy take me from this place
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| Soldiers, martyrs, thieves and whores
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| Ready now, here comes the war
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| Cross my heart, I surrender
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| Mother Mercy, I remember…
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| Mercy tells me, nothing’s won
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| Take a look at what I’ve done
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| No assailant, no attack
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| I put the knife in my own back
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| Tired hands, strategic flaws
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| I can’t remember my own cause
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| Soldiers, martyrs, thieves and whores
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| Ready now, here comes the war
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| Cross my heart… |