| I saw him standing at the end of the road again
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| Still wore a black hat, black suit and a suitcase
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| I said «Hey what are you holding man?»
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| He said «I got your whole future in this dirty bag»
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| I woke up and thought, do I need a prayer
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| All that you need is some of your blood on this piece of paper
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| You won’t be needing any kind of pencil or a pen
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| Just sign for me with the blood in your own vain
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| This time, I’m coming bearing gifts
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| This time, I’m calling the tornado
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| At last, I’ve come to know that you keep stabbing my back
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| As you’re shaking my hand
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| Here comes the human tornado
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| Still living under the radar
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| Crows flying over the land
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| And they keep stabbing my back as they’re shaking my hand
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| Human tornado
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| Living under the radar
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| Crows flying over the land
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| And they keep stabbing my back as they’re shaking my hand bitch
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| I know a lot of pricks like him who pretend to be nice
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| The kind of caring friend who tries to fuck you twice
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| The kind of self-hating mama’s big boys
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| Move out, I won’t let you play again with my toys
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| My belief is strong, I don’t need a prayer
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| I spent my whole life losing and I don’t even care
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| If that’s the last good thing I ever get to do
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| I hope I never ever turn into someone like you
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| This time, I’m coming bearing gifts
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| This time, I’m calling the tornado
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| At last, I’ve come to know that you keep stabbing my back
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| As you’re shaking my hand
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| Here comes the human tornado
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| Still living under the radar
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| Crows flying over the land
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| And they keep stabbing my back as they’re shaking my hand
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| Human tornado
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| Living under the radar
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| Crows flying over the land
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| And they keep stabbing my back as they’re shaking my hand bitch
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| Human tornado
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| Human tornado |