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Was a man of meek demeanor |
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Now he's over the edge |
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Insincerities and deceit |
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Called off any old pledge |
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Saying one thing, doing another |
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Unacceptable, you're not his brother |
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War drums clanging in his head |
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He's had enough |
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Fresh out of patience |
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The end of his rope |
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No more self control |
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Lost all his hope |
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Losing the serenity, he's going to pull the pin |
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Can't turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin |
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You called him out, nowhere to hide |
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Accountability in the tides |
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No more talk, it's on, he's pulling the pin |
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Raise a plea for leniancy |
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But now it's way to late |
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Being liars and turncoats |
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Has all but sealed their fates |
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To them he's maniacal |
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But fear makes him happy |
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Got that metal equalizing capacity |
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Fire in this hole |
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He's had enough |
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Fresh out of patience |
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The end of his rope |
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No more self control |
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Lost all his hope |
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No coping ability, he's gonna pull the pin |
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Two eyes for an eye this time, he's gonna pull the pin |
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You made him crazed, nowhere to go |
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Explosion is the solution, is all he knows |
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No way out, it's real, he's pulling the pin |
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Once a peaceful man |
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Now frustrated and tired |
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Thought he was a sucker |
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Now he's informed and defiant |
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Losing the serenity, he's going to pull the pin |
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Can't turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin |
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You called him out, nowhere to hide |
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Accountability in the tides |
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No more talk, it's on, he's pulling the pin |