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Valentine, there's no-one left apart from you an I, |
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Bandits from the east have squeezed us dry, |
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And if we should be calm before we lay, |
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We'll thank our lucky stars for yesterday. |
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Killin' time, cruising round the ruins in the sun, |
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Seething blood, embezzled by this gun, |
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Don't dare make a peep before they go, |
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Not a shiver, from head to toe. |
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Stick with me, |
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Go mad here, |
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Don't be scared, |
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I'm here. |
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Out of the shadows, I'm cutting and screaming, |
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Protecting your honour, with a shot in my hand, |
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A number knife gun, I'm cutting and kicking, |
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The sand of the desert, the eyes of the damned, |
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I've got nothing to say, I'm fine I'm okay, |
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I don't having nothing to say, I feel fine I'm okay, |
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You've gotta run, run, run, run, run, |
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Don't let them be crying, with the blood in my hands. |
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Valentine, the ruins are not a place for you to play, |
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They'll kill you if you come back here again, |
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The ruins are no place for you to play, |
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They'll kill you if you come back here again, |
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Save yourself and run down to the sea, |
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Find a place to lay and wait for me, |
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The ruins are no place for you to play |
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They'll kill you if you come back here again |
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They'll kill you if you come back here again. |