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(feat. Sir Alice) (Killing Joke) |
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You're alone in the pack |
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You're feeling like you want to go home |
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You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going |
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The reason is there |
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You'll be falling 'til your feet are gone |
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Because your living a hoax |
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Sell us what you suss |
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Draw your brain, a sick inspiration |
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Your pill illusion |
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And then you follow a transfer |
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If you don't know the game |
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Then you're still part of it |
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Because out on the streets |
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It's strange |
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Dodge the bullet or carry the gun |
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The choice is yours |
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Yeah! Yeah! |
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Look at the controller |
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A nazi with a social degree |
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A middle-class hero |
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Rapist with your eyes on me |
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You pay some masturbation |
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A priest cheers for the nuns you fuck |
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You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance |
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But Jesus, |
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Jesus Jesus wouldn't like it, no |
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Jesus wouldn't like it, no |
