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We've worked it out, figured out what its all about |
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Don't retreat but don't be seen, |
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Let nothing come between |
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No more lazy days, what rate do they pay? |
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Here's a knife, carve a life. |
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As we plot your downfall in the nearest aisle |
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They're nailing up the coffin but you're smiling as you go |
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Coining in to nothing, it's all part of the freak show |
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Walk in my shadow |
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Ritual exclusion is just a part of everything |
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And tolerance depends upon the song you sing |
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Who's poison arrow? |
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And if you dance, you command no more respect |
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Now we'll have to find some other way to keep the children safe |
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Eve's been at the drawing board to segregate the human race |
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Falling from an altercation, you're put in a situation |
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Denied access to the one thing bound to stop you going under |
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Now you'll have to face tomorrow with no hope to beg or borrow |
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When you count it up you know you're gonna find it's not enough |
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Your only hope's to cook the books, |
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Pray the man don't choose to look you up |
