| No rest for the wicked
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| No mercy for the weak
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| No peace for the guilty
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| No more words are left to speak
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| I’ve got ice in my veins
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| And blood in my eyes
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| I’ve got hate in my heart
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| And revenge on my mind
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| How could I have been so blind?
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| You took yours, let me take mine
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| How could I have been so blind?
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| Take me away, take me away, take me away
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| Now you got me digging two graves
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| One for you, one for the one who tries to stop me
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| Now you got me digging two graves
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| One for you, one for the one who tries to stop me
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| No rest for the wicked
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| No mercy for the weak
|
| No peace for the guilty
|
| No more words are left to speak
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| I’ve got ice in my veins
|
| And blood in my eyes
|
| I’ve got hate in my heart
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| And revenge on my mind
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| I’ve got revenge on my mind
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| How could I have been so blind?
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| You took yours, let me take mine
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| How could I have been so blind?
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| Take me away, take me away, take me away
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| Now you got me digging two graves
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| One for you, one for the one who tries to stop me
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| Now you got me digging two graves
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| One for you, one for the one who tries to stop me
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| Two graves
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| Karma might take its time
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| But I’m not taking mine
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| Two graves
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| Karma might take its time
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| But I’m not taking mine
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| I’ll live my life
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| I’ll learn to live alone again
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| Beware the fury of a patient man
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| I’ve been through strife
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| I’ve been through hell and back again
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| Beware the fury of a patient man
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| Now you got me digging two graves
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| One for you, one for the one who tries to stop me
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| Now you got me digging two graves
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| One for you, one for the one who tries to stop me
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| Two graves
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| Karma might take its time
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| But I’m not taking mine
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| Two graves
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| Karma might take its time
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| But I’m not taking mine |