| The fear in your eyes
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| Is a reflection of mind
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| Your knees are shaking strong
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| You are desperate
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| Don’t falling down to the ground
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| Your heart begins to race
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| No illusions no hope
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| You try to survive nothing stops
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| Approaching disaster
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| And if you think you can loading your gun
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| It isn’t easy to murdered someone
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| Feelings of guilty will coming to kill you
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| There is no justice in this world of hate
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| You’ll better run you’ll better hide
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| There is no chance that you can
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| Win this fight
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| You are not a killer who can
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| Them shut down
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| The wind blows cold. |
| Out off a day
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| Pale face kind of disease great anxiety
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| No inner peace
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| The time stands still but no one hears
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| Your implore and your cries
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| Your heart begins to race just a victim
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| Of their hate
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| You want to take revenge but violence
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| Doesn’t remove your tension
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| And if you think you can loading your gun
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| It isn’t easy to murdered someone
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| Feelings of guilty will coming to kill you
|
| There is no justice in this world of hate
|
| You’ll better run you’ll better hide
|
| There is no chance that you can
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| Win this fight
|
| You are not a killer who can
|
| Them shut down
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| The wind blows cold. |
| Out off a day
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| Your heart begins to race
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| No illusions no hope
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| You try to survive nothing stops
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| Approaching disaster
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| You are afraid when tomorrow
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| Comes the day was too long |