| How easy it is to state a point
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| Words become knives and guns become eyes
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| Shoot them down and slit their throats
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| Live their life and then you’ll know
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| Shoot them down and slit their throats
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| Live their life and then you’ll know
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| You were wrong all this time
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| I believed in you
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| It doesn’t make it right
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| I’m holding on to you, to you tonight…
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| You’ve slaughtered the friendships you love
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| Friends become foes and soon you’ll be alone
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| Hide your knife and stash the gun
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| Pride yourself in what you’ve done
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| Hide your knife and stash the gun
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| Pride yourself in what you’ve done
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| You were wrong all this time
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| I believed in you
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| It doesn’t make it right
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| I’m holding on to you, to you tonight
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| And after all we’ve done and after all we’ve seen
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| I swear that this is killing me
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| And after all we’ve done and after all we’ve seen
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| I swear that this is killing me…
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| You were wrong all this time
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| I believed in you
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| It doesn’t make it right
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| I’m holding on to you |