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There's nothing I want as much as you, |
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This hot and lonely night. |
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I watch the city lights talk at the sky. |
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I'm filled with hate and longing from all this time alone. |
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Now all I want to do is find a way back home! |
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When the sun goes down, on these lawless streets, |
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Under cover of the night, |
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I'm a killing machine! |
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My dreams are torn and twisted, |
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In a place out of control. |
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Now the dark side of my love takes a hold. |
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Like a vulture's paradise, |
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People don't know they're alive, |
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Doing anything for kicks and dropping down like flies. |
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When the sun goes down, on these lawless streets, |
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Under cover of the night, |
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I'm a killing machine! |
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The city wants to take your soul, |
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And break you as it tries. |
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Snap your back, destroy you! |
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Leave you there to die! |
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When the sun goes down, on these lawless streets, |
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Under cover of the night, |
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I'm a killing machine! |
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Cold, cold steel! |
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Down on your knees! |
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Jesus forgive the killing machine! |
