| Peel your skin back to show what you’re made of
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| Too bad you never did have the guts to know
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| Where your heart should go
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| Sit back and twiddle your fingers
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| Hope that no one else figures out the way that you play the game
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| Starved for attention that alone wouldn’t fill you up
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| So you feed on the weak and you drink up their blood
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| But someday they’ll turn on you
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| I’ll watch the world go up in flames
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| I’ll strike the match to help you do the same
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| The time is now, tick tock, it’s ticking away
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| So now I’m here to rain on your parade
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| Take a look in the mirror
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| «Who's that?»
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| Someone in fear of running out of good places to hide
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| Crawl out from the dark
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| Feel the light hit your face
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| It will never be as bright as the spotlight you crave
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| But watch out before it burns you
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| I’ll watch the world go up in flames
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| I’ll strike the match to help you do the same
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| The time is now, tick tock, it’s ticking away
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| So now I’m here to rain on your parade
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| The time is now!
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| Tick tock, it’s ticking away
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| Tick tock, it’s ticking away
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| I’ll watch the world go up in flames
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| I’ll strike the match to help you do the same
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| The time is now, tick tock, it’s ticking away
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| So now I’m here to rain on your parade |