| Count backwards from ten, and you’ll see the change.
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| Except in you’re heart, it’s sadly the same
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| If you were the Queen, who would you choose for a king?
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| Or would you rather be free, or like a dog on a chain?
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| I’m not so sure all things are as you say.
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| Nothing’s going fast enough tonight.
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| Nothing’s gonna feed your appetite.
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| All the lights are on, it comforts no one but your silhouette.
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| Nothings gonna keep you satisfied,
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| though a million boys would love to try.
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| Build new cages, but the beast rules every corner of your life.
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| I can see it coming over you.
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| You’ve got your eyes on sharpened knives.
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| You’ll turn your friends to alibis.
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| I can see it, it’s inside of you.
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| I heard it in your voice last night.
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| You’ve got your eyes on sharpened knives,
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| and it’s cutting your life lines.
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| Perfect, it’d be perfect, just to forget yourself.
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| Wretched melodies call you from the deep,
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| when you should be sleeping,
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| Want becomes a need as you feel the beast
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| sacrifice your freedom. |