| Sick’n tired of fabrications
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| It’s all you do
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| Strange games that you are playing
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| Acting like a fool
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| It’s the end of the rope
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| You’re standing back to the wall
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| It’s the end of all hope
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| You’re forgotten and gone
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| You don’t have what it takes
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| Standing there in the firing line
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| You just have to learn the tools of the trade
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| Sinking to oblivion
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| It’s the next in line
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| No grasp of reality
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| Your lies entwine
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| Your dungeon is dark
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| You’re shacked on to your world
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| You’re missing the spark
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| Your voice can’t never be heard
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| You don’t have what it takes
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| Standing there in the firing line
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| You just have to learn the tools of the trade
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| It takes much more you know
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| Walking through the scorching flames
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| You just have to learn the tools of the trade |