Now I know that you can see that demon
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As he rests in his towers on high
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Makin' us run after his pennies
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Most of our lives
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There ain't nothing we can do now
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'Cause we all got to survive
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Sittin' down here rotting from deep inside
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I'm singing dream
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Just dream for me
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I'm singing dream
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Just dream for me
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I'm singing dream
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Just dream for me
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'Cause I believe
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That these chains, they are growin' weak
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Yes I believe
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That these chains, they are growin' weak
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They are growin' weak
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They are growin' weak
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Now I know that you can hear them screamin'
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From those cubicles deep inside
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As they sit just now wonderin'
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Always that question why
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And I know you can hear them whisperin'
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Why they can't get what they need
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Strapped down to the table
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They're injected with that greed
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I'm singing dream
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Just dream for me
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I'm singing dream
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Just dream for me
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I'm singing dream
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Just dream for me
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'Cause I believe
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That these chains, they are growin' weak
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Yes I believe
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That these chains, they are growin' weak
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They are growin' weak
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They are growin' weak
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To The Hilt
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| The Devil Makes Three |
