Midnight pass unto 3 a.m.
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This work in progress must be severed
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She was perfectly arranged
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Until we experienced interruption
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At this time tonight she's hiding for her life
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Powerless I'd still feel guilty
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Raise my hand, stand to defend
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But I may be just as dangerous
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I've never killed a man / But there's never a bad time to start / Hold your head high you are a proud man / Dust to dust buried in the sand
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She sings the words, she's never heard the song
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She could have written it in fact she's tried
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Hell hath no fury like emotional burn
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But we'll see when we get there
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Illuminated by interior lights
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The overhead it shows me what I need to see
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Take the present and slowly unwrap
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Power shifts away
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So how does betrayal fit you?
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Bruises cuts and fingernails
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You'll never hear a sound in the silence
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As you look straight down
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Infection Paroxysm (Villains Mix)
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| Villains To The Masses Heroes To The Holy |