| I work with precision
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| Above all suspicion
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| The mark of my fame is my cutting display
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| After having my way with my prey
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| The monarchs are carved
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| With a straight razor blade
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| And they gave me my name
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| It’s in the nature of fire
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| To burn everything to the ground
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| But I won’t be found
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| No I won’t ever retire
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| Too many deserving to die
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| They can’t brush aside cutterfly
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| Cutterfly
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| Cutterfly
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| Two decades
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| Still waiting
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| DNA
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| Will nail me
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| The mark of my fame is my cutting display
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| After having my way with my prey
|
| The monarchs are carved
|
| With a straight razor blade
|
| And they gave me my name
|
| It’s in the nature of fire
|
| To burn everything to the ground
|
| But I won’t be found
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| No I won’t ever retire
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| Too many deserving to die
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| They can’t brush aside cutterfly
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| Cutterfly
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| It’s in the nature of fire
|
| To burn everything to the ground
|
| But I won’t be found
|
| No I won’t ever retire
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| Too many deserving to die
|
| They can’t brush aside cutterfly
|
| It’s in the nature of fire
|
| To burn everything to the ground
|
| But I won’t be found
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| No I won’t ever retire
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| Too many deserving to die
|
| They can’t brush aside cutterfly
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| Cutterfly
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| Cutterfly |