Well, you won't notice something has changed
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You've become the victim of your own ways
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It's how you're captured
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You're going down
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Now the chloroform is on your mouth
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Why don't you just tell me
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Why don't you tell me now
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Tell me what's on my mind
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Tell me which way I'll die
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Poison inhaled, you've hit the floor
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Your hands are tied
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You're free no more
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Injected comfort, no fight involved
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Your thoughts are altered
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You're their android
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A fear of dying, they have you now
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And with your senses dulled, you're too vulnerable
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So you lay down in a weakened state
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And you sell out saying
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Just kill me now
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Interrogation
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| Snapcase |
