| Last bullet to spend
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| I must think twice before I give in
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| Sleep all of the time
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| No time for the fear
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| My love is with those who’s near
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| Victimless betrayer
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| All in all we belong
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| All in all we belong
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| All in all we belong
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| And it’s the quarry waiting for it’s glory, waiting to die
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| And it’s the quarry waiting so long, waiting tonight
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| And it’s the quarry waiting glory’s light for someone to lend him a hand
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| And it’s the quarry waiting for glory, waiting to die
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| still rocks
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| My head is aching of too much
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| Lack of human touch
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| Like sorrow seem high
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| I save from drawning all the time
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| So take my advice
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| All in all we become
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| All in all we become
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| All in all we become
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| And it’s the quarry waiting for the glory, waiting to die
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| And it’s the quarry waiting so long, waiting tonight
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| And it’s the quarry waiting all his life for someone to lend him a hand
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| And it’s the quarry waiting for glory, waiting to die
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| Lay down for the clown
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| Bow for his bullet of change
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| Some kind of revenge
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| All the lies that I told
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| All the lies that I told
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| All the lies that I told
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| And it’s the quarry waiting for the glory, waiting to die
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| And it’s the quarry waiting so long, waiting tonight
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| And it’s the quarry waiting all his life for you to come back once again
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| And it’s the quarry waiting for glory, waiting to die
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| Waiting to die
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| Waiting to die
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| Waiting to die
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| Waiting to die
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| …And tomorrow he’ll be gone |