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Down, down |
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Down, down |
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I tried to hold my, hold my head up high |
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You were the weight around my neck |
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When I spread out, spread my wings to fly |
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You tore them right off my back |
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Can you feel the power of my pain? |
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Come and show your face if you dare |
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I'm bringing you |
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Down, down |
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Shoot 'em all down |
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Look into the barrel of my gun |
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Down, down |
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Shoot 'em all down |
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Do you think your time has come? |
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I'm gonna meet you when the clock strikes twelve |
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I'm gonna wipe that smile off your face |
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But I found you with a hole in your head |
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Well, I guess I came a bit too late |
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Can you feel the power of my pain? |
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Come and show your face if you dare |
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I'm bringing you down |
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Down, down |
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Shoot 'em all down |
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Look into the barrel of my gun |
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Down, down |
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Shoot 'em all down |
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Do you think your time has come? |
