We met two men from other sides, on a walk down by the river side
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Trigger finger itching to see some action, he would tell me what I'd need to know
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On a mission sent by the high command, proceed with caution this man's dangerous
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Double agent works for the other side, get what you can then terminate his life
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Reached for his lugger but I drew mine first
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You're a better man than I were his last words
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You're a better man than I were his last words
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You're a better man than I were his last words
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Was I really?
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I thought about it on my way home, dingy room in a rundown hotel
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Thought about who I really was, where I am from, where I'm heading to
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It never really bothered me this way, I guess I got the secret agent blues
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All this killing's really got me down, I got the secret agent blues
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I give in just can't stand it no more, I resign
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Here's my badge and gun
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But you can't quit like that with us, you're a traitor and must be disposed of
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They've reached for their weapons but I drew mine first
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Others will come for you were their last words
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Others will come for you were their last words
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Others will come for you were their last words
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I will be waiting
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I'm hit up once or twice a week, always different places and faces
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Getting so tired I can't even sleep, will they ever come for me again
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So tired of all this running around, getting edgy playing hide and seek
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Can't take it got to get away but there's no way out but death
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The Triangle
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