Subject A wants to throw it all away
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He's sick of all the pain
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Wants to turn it into rage
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Learn how the barrel tastes
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Before its too late
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[chorus]
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I just want to get through the day
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We're all just shades of gray
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In a long and frantic race
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To catch a dying day
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(I just want to get through the day)
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For one second I'd slit your throat
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Spill blood across the floor
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Put an end to this game
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They thought you would have learned by now
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But you're still questioning (God would this be a better place without me?)
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So much is lost within each second
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So they say you became another waste of space
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So you learn how the barrel tastes (Gray!)
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And the world will watch as he blows his head off
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[chorus]
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Take the time to smell while the rose is red
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Before they're all dried up and dead
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It's never too late (2x)
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Remember the blood running through your vein
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Take the time to smell while the rose is red
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Before they're all dried up and dead
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It's never too late (2x)
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Remember the blood running through your vein
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[chorus]
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We are gray
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Subject A
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The Killing Moon |