All the bricks caved in
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smashed the mouths of the weak
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All the bricks caved in
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to crush what we tend to seek
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I've found my last temptation
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turns into my last frustration
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I refuse to crawl with my back against the wall
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I'm never gonna fall into the trap you left for me
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All the bricks caved in
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Everything's torn down
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All the bricks caved in
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Our buildings burned to the ground
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I've found my last temptation
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Gasoline, God, guns and ostentation
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I refuse to crawl with my back against the wall
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I'm never gonna fall into the trap you left for me
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Day after day
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night after night
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the Sweet Mother Mary
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looks for the light
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Day after day
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she's up on the cross
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the Father, the Son,
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the souls that she lost
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In this house of seven
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we paint the walls
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with splattered blood and bourbon
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screams down the halls
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In this house of seven
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we paint the walls
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We paint the walls...
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I refuse to crawl with my back against the wall
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I'm never gonna fall into the trap you left for me
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I refuse to crawl with my back against the wall
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I'm never gonna fall into the trap you left for me
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In this house of seven
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we paint the walls
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Blood & Bourbon
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| SR-71 |
