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Don't move... |
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Just one false move and you're dead meat |
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You know you're running out of luck |
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You won't admit it when you're beat |
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You see me comin' better duck |
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Big trouble, |
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I'll lay you to waste |
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Big trouble, gonna pick a bone with you |
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Big trouble, gonna drop the bomb, baby |
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Big trouble, runnin' out of patience |
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Big trouble, eat away at your nervous system |
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You know I've got you in my sights |
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Saw your emotions run amok |
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Had an anxiety attack |
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You were surprised when panic struck |
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No ammunition, a war of nerves |
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I'll steal your thunder |
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War of attrition, watch you submerge |
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You're goin' under |
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You need it, you lose it, you love it, you gotta have it |
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I'm gonna find your breaking point |
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You like to practice self-deceit |
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I'll knock your nose right out of joint |
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The demolition of your whole world |
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War of attrition |
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Big trouble, this is the right place |
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Big trouble, come on, do your worst |
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Big trouble, rub me up the wrong way |
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Big trouble, punch a hole in your argument |
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I see you're spoiling for a fight |
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I'll pick you off and rub you out |
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All your big talk is obsolete |
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No one to hear you scream and shout |
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I'll give you fire, a war of nerves |
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War of attrition, the demolition of your whole world |
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I'll steal your thunder |
