| Want some wisdom?
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| Come and get some
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| I used to keep quiet, now I’ll let my lips run
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| Doesn’t matter what the masses think about you
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| Put your trust in justice, she’ll never doubt you
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| Thrown into a war
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| You didn’t start one
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| They drew first blood
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| Now you draw some
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| Follow your calling, listen to your heart drum
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| I’m the tree the apple didn’t fall far from
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| She’s her father’s daughter
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| With a dark side that I could not have taught her
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| Caught up in politics, but we’re not fond of drama
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| The school of hard knocks is our alma mater
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| Killing off your guards, costing aristocracy dollars
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| We’re wreaking chaos, a freakin' plague’s not gonna stop us
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| I’ll get to the bottom of your evil plot
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| And leave you wanting a doctor
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| Even if you freeze me in marble, I’ll be a martyr
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| Covered by darkness, I don’t want any armor
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| When I can travel through time like it’s nothing but clockwork
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| I’ll take your barking dog off of his collar
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| And put it on ya, hook ya to his leash and then walk ya
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| Are you the Godfather? |
| You oughtta start making offers
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| You’re blocking me like a locked door, guess I should knock ya
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| If you live in Karnaca, you better not be a pauper
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| When your spoons ain’t silver, they’re probably copper
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| Far from Dunwall, in choppier waters
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| Clear off your docks for all the hatred I harbor
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| Dust filling our lungs, breathing’s gotten much harder
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| I’ll kill my sister-in-law, if that’s what you could call her
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| Cause I’m deadly polite and awfully proper
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| Corvo’s gotten older but he’s off of his rocker
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| Touch me and I’ll have your body dropped in a gutter
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| And let the rats have at you so you don’t rot any longer
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| The hunted or hunter, the cop or the robber
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| You’re either the one being followed or the ominous stalker
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| I mold your fate in my hands, like a confident sculptor
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| But I would not call it magic, cause I’m far from a Potter, ha!
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| Overseers see nothing, I can see farther
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| Rooftop to cobblestone, I’m the anonymous watcher
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| Who want’s a new constitution, I’ll be the author
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| Tell the Crown Killer that I want another monarch slaughtered
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| You know you don’t own the throne, it belongs to my daughter
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| And she’ll have it back if that’s my last act as a father
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| Cause I’m strong, but she’s stronger
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| I guess my death will be met with applause 'cause I’m dishonored
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| (I guess my death will be met with applause 'cause I’m Dishonored)
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| Could not care less, so just let them applaud, I’ve already conquered
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| I am bereft of regret, one day when waters are calmer
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| I’m gonna get their respect, by definition, that’s honor
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| (Spare no traitor!)
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| Lay’em down to eternally sleep
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| (To the gallows!)
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| Through your eyes, the world I will see
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| (Praise your savior!)
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| You’ll run in circles when you’re searching for me
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| (Hailed and hallowed!)
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| I carry chaos burnin' in me
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| None of you can take it from me!
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| Don’t care what they say about me!
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| Fuckin' try to take it from me!
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| Nothing’s gonna take it from me!
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| (Honor!)
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| We’ve been bewitched
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| Stand together, deception has no prejudice
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| Forget elections, like that could have prevented this
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| Guess we got too comfortable in all our reckless decadence
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| Pull yourself outta this rut, you must reclaim your residence
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| Become a judge who doesn’t operate on pesky evidence
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| Cause I trust my gut, I’ll shut you up before you cast a curse
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| You’re not the Kin of Kaldwin, but you’ll be the last of yours
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| She’s got her father’s toughness in her heart
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| And I can see it in her eyes, she’ll accomplish all she wants
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| Even in the face of chaos, she’ll fight harder than I fought
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| I guess the apple fell farther than I thought
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| (Spare no traitor!)
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| Lay’em down to eternally sleep
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| (To the gallows!)
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| Through your eyes, the world I will see
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| (Praise your savior!)
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| You’ll run in circles when you’re searching for me
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| (Hailed and hallowed!)
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| I carry chaos burnin' in me
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| None of you can take it from me!
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| Don’t care what they say about me!
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| Fuckin' try to take it from me!
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| (Honor! Honor! Honor!)
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| Nothing’s gonna take it from me!
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| (Honor!) |