| Time has gone slow, smell the gin soaked guard who opens your cell.
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| Shuffle outside, squint the sunlight, first you’ve seen in a while.
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| See the golden noose, it’s gonna bind you. |
| Feel it getting tight.
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| Your neck, tense another second will define you.
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| Never though it’d end like this.
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| Please stop flailing around.
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| Go face the crowd gotta make em gasp loud.
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| No moving around, uh-oh
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| Don’t make a sound, gotta try and act proud.
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| No touching the ground uh oh uh oh uh oh.
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| Outside, you see her, hoping she’d be here,
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| Hoping that she’d send you off.
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| With smiles and tears, but it’s as you fear
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| She cares more for the phlegm in her cough.
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| See them gather round as the revile you.
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| See them as they stare.
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| Your neck starts to stiffen up another second,
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| Is all it seems that you’ve got left.
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| Please stop flailing around.
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| Go face the crowd, gotta make em gasp loud.
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| No moving around, uh-oh.
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| Don’t make a sound, gotta try and act proud.
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| No touching the ground uh oh uh oh uh oh.
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| Don’t make them wait to see you cry.
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| They paid good money for the show.
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| Worth every cent to see you go.
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| Don’t say «I fail», don’t say «I quit»,
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| Say «I kill it I kill it I kill it».
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| Go face the crowd, gotta make em gasp loud.
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| No moving around, uh-oh.
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| Don’t make a sound, gotta try and act proud,
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| No touching the ground uh oh.
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| No moving around, oh no.
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| No touching the ground, uh oh oh.
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| Stop moving around oh no.
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| Stop flailing around uh oh uh oh uh oh oh. |