| We’ve been going easy on the thieves
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| Stolen goods will get traced back to thee
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| What a proper pair of charlies
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| Ducks behind a tree, and hope that no one sees
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| Holding their breath, chose not to see
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| Not listening, forgot to breathe
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| Guessing their gaps, getting it wrong
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| You don’t know me, or what I’ve done
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| People want blood, and blood is what
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| Is what they’ve got; |
| is what they’ve got
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| Suckers feeding, you could feel them wheedling
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| Once you had some space, now you’ve got panicking
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| That’s just how they work, exactly how they win
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| First they dope you up, and then they dope you in
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| Holding their breath, chose not to see
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| Not listening, forgot to breathe
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| Guessing their gaps, getting it wrong
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| You don’t know me, or what I’ve done
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| People want blood, and blood is what
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| Is what they’ve got; |
| is what they’ve got
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| People want blood, and blood is what
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| Is what they’ve got; |
| is what they’ve got
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| People want blood, and blood is what |