| You are the last in line
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| You’re hunting me
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| As innocent as I’ve always seen
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| I bite down, vicious like a wolf
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| And I never forget
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| And maybe if I let him burn
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| And maybe if I let him die
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| Tonight, tonight
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| And maybe if I watch him crash
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| And maybe if I watch him die of fast
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| Tonight, tonight
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| You may see the clear truth at times
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| It makes you sad
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| But with me it makes me want to break his hands
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| And it’s illogical to keep wanting to win
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| Just so he’ll never forget
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| And maybe if I let him burn
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| And maybe if I let him die
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| Tonight, tonight
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| And maybe if I watch him crash
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| And maybe if I watch him die of fast
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| Tonight, tonight
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| Watch him burn, watch him burn, watch my baby
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| Watch him burn, watch him burn, watch my baby
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| Watch him burn, watch him burn, watch my baby
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| Watch him burn, watch him burn
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| And maybe if I let him burn
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| And maybe if I let him die
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| Tonight, tonight
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| And maybe if I watch him crash
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| And maybe if I watch him die of fast
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| Tonight, tonight |