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Falling down: |
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I will tell you how |
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I failed to be a good man |
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If you follow the flame you end up in the dark |
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Coming up in a dream, sitting up in the night |
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With a cold panic attack and a scream |
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Although it's hot |
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I'm feeling very cold inside |
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Although I am alive |
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I can not feel a thing |
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I wanna now why |
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I really had to follow the tall man |
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To his office down underground |
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Call me dead heart walking |
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In the office: |
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Hey... no way! you don't have to be down |
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Don't you wanna make it better? |
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Sign right here! said the devil to the boy |
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And suck in the flavour, suck in the flavour! |
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A favour, is what |
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I'm offering to you |
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Sign the document and take the |
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Favour, the one |
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I'm offering to you |
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And suck in the flavour, suck in the flavour |
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Soul chasers on the move, waiting for the kill |
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My future plan, |
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I was sending it right down to never land |
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The one who felt the fiend's hand will understand |
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That my ship will sink |
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It was written in devil's ink |
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The insight: |
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I'm sorry |
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I turned my back on you |
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Don't know what to do |
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And why did |
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I turn...? |
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God how it burns... |
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I'm covered in deep blue tonight |
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I'm sorry that |
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I've turned my back on you |
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I hope you do forgive me tonight... |
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To live in this world is no longer my right |
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The cool morning breeze is no longer my right to feel |
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This face is yours to blame... |
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For the bad |
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I've doneSo pass me down because |
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I sold my soul |
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The crime: |
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To take a life worth living did not help at all |
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The money |
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I came over they did not catch my fall |
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Soul chasers on the move, waiting for the kill |
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My future plan, |
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I was sending it right down to never land |
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The one who felt the fiend's hand will understand |
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That my ship will sink |
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It was written in devil's ink |
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Remorse:Now |
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I know that |
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I she'd my tears |
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All those years |
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In vain will |
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I dieComing up in a dream, sitting up in the night |
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With a cold panic attack and a scream |
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Although it's hot |
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I'm feeling very cold inside |
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And when I fall asleep |
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I have no happy dreams |
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I'm not man, |
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I'm a puppet in a cage |
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Drinking darkness, eating sorrow |
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With a knife and a trident |
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The lie:I met with the man with the magic eyes, |
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He took me home just like a son |
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And made me believe in a paradise, |
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The other one without a sun |
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Soul chasers on the move, waiting for the kill |
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My future plan, |
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I was sending it right down to never land |
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The one who felt the fiend's hand will understand |
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That my ship will sink |
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It was written in devil's ink |
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The fate of a murderer: |
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He never could and he never will-i will never show up in "pleasantville" |
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He's gonna wake up where the time stand still-just to find myself living in "the deadville" (the devil) |
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Soon his job beneath is to-be a star of the show the devil hosts |
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And to never come back from his world-that would be the fear |
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I fear the most! |