| Where is the man I knew*
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| Not the filthy wretch that’s left of you
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| These years of living lies
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| And heresy are dropping like flies
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| Just take a look inside, behind your public smile
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| Now tell me what you see, the bonfire of the vanities
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| The devil and the deep blue sea
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| Burn alive — in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires, keep burning in the fires of hell
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| These shards of broken dreams
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| Must have cut you deeper than it seems
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| Your boast and ignorance
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| Will haunt you like an animal on the run
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| Just take a look inside, behind your public smile
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| Now tell me what you see, the bonfire of the vanities
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| The devil and the deep blue sea
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| Burn alive — in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires, keep burning in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires, keep burning in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires, keep burning in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires of hell
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| Burn alive — in the fires, keep burning in the fires of hell
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| In the fires of hell |