| Until I should die, until I should break
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| Not a god, not a devil my soul shall take
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| If I should lie to betray myself
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| Then I would damn myself, and my soul forsake
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| I don’t want fifteen minutes want a whole lot more
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| Don’t want to suffer the fools and the spoils of war
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| I don’t want fifteen minutes, or a reason why
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| I want a stainless steel road stretching off to the sky
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| I don’t need sentiment, want, or hate on my mind
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| No crimes of passion or obsessions in kind
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| No walls, restraints, or momentary thrill
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| No blood on my hands, no time to kill
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| I want more body, I want more soul
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| Flip the switch to automatic, I want control
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| I want control (x3)
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| If I should give in, if I should turn away
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| Not a god, not a devil my soul could save
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| I want more body, I want more soul
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| Flip the switch to automatic, I want control
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| I want control (x3) |