| The wrong people go with jealousy and joy
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| And I will need to seek and destroy
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| To take from my hide my stars to take
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| And jealous of riches, and life’s full of riches
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| And any of us can be affected by murder
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| Where the world dies through the hunger
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| But it goes on, and all around you
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| Forsaken and cruel, but it happens to be true
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| Then why should I feel the need to kill?
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| To take his life, and I will take his wife
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| But such is life, the way of the world
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| Revenge is sweet, we won’t take defeat
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| The things hard to grasp, the things from the past
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| To have and to hold what’s icy and cold
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| And lead us toward to wanting no more
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| And even if it is behind closed doors
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| The wrong people go with jealousy and joy
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| And I will need to seek and destroy
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| To take from my hide my stars to take
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| And jealous of riches, and life’s full of riches
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| And any of us can be affected by murder
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| Where the world dies through the hunger
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| But it goes on, and all around you
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| Forsaken and cruel, but it happens to be true |