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He's out of focus, but I'm squinting with a smile |
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Execute ... |
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I think it's time |
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Cause he's not me |
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Are you that blind? |
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There can't be two, or one gets screwed |
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I love the goon somehow |
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I know the way it's got to go |
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I've had enough, so open wide now |
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Your piece has fallen on his knees |
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You said you're me, but I know when I tell a lie |
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The trap was bogus |
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There's no prisoner in the vise |
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Enemy soldiers in the field of black and white |
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Look, I'm not him, cause he's a lie |
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Come close and you will see right through |
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I love the goon somehow |
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I know the way it's got to be |
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It's you or me left in the vise now |
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Your piece is sharpening its teeth |
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You said you're me, but I know when I tell a lie |
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I know the way it's got to be |
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It's you or me left in the vise now |
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Your piece is sharpening its teeth |
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You said you're me, but you're just a disease |
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You twist my right arm, and I cut out your eye |
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Even if I'm wrong, it wouldn't hurt to see you bleed in black and white |
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Roll with the other and your cover will blow |
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Your cover will blow, the other will know |
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Roll with the other and your cover will blow |
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Your cover will blow |
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You've got to go |
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I know the way it's got to go |
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I've had enough, so open wide now |
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Your piece has fallen on his knees |
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You said you're me, but you're just a disease |
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You twist my right arm, and I cut out your eye |
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Even if I'm wrong, it wouldn't hurt to see you bleed in black and white |
