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feel the sweat in the hand |
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see the back of a man |
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go ahead to the front, to the bowl of blood |
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and then the lights are going down |
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and they're starting the sound |
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come on we'll fire it up to the ecstasy |
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about 40 degrees, stifled, cough and breathe |
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getting kicked to the front, to the left and back |
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and when you're hitting the ground |
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you've got no second to count |
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until they're pulling you up to go on and on |
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I have not forgotten |
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that to self-destruct is the power that gives me this type of strength |
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on the ground of the pain |
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we've got no damned and no saint |
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we're all just the same dark silhouettes |
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who're all singing the verse instead of call out a curse |
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and we're coupling high to our maximum |
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55 degrees, stifled, cough and breathe |
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getting kicked to the front, to the left and back |
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and when you're hitting the ground |
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you've got no second to count |
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until they're pulling you up to go on and on |
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bell rings in my head - welcome to the pit |
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I have not forgotten |
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how to self-destruct for rockin' |
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I have not forgotten |
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that to self-destruct is the power that gives me this type of strength |
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aiming not to collapse |
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blocking up all the checks |
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celebrate in the wave that we build at once |
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it is a thing to believe in: voluntary receiving |
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come on we're rolling it on, watch the circle go |
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66 degrees, stifled, cough and breathe |
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getting kicked to the front, to the left and back |
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and when you're hitting the ground |
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you've got no second to count |
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until they're pulling you up to go on and on |
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bell rings in my head - welcome to the pit |
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sweat is running down my face |
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it burns in my eyes again |
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because |
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I have not forgotten how to self-destruct for rockin' |
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I have not forgotten |
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that to self-destruct is the power that gives me this type of strength |
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blast it up!!! |
