See the gun high velocity
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Levelled to my heart
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Magazine filled with hollow points
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Bullets invented to slaughter
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They activate the trigger
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I get fired to the wall
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Pain is pungent stops my life
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Hear the last bell toll
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Tired and red the ways I gonna die
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Tired and red squirm, to plead to dry
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Tired and red confirm by oath the death
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Tired and red to my last breath
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See the knife flash the sun
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The knife that makes me run
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Sharp and made of stainless steel
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Not wholesome to feel
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Stab me to the ground - Why?
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Falling down to see the sky
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My eyes are closed now day is night
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Never wake to see the light
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Tired and red the ways I gonna die
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Tired and red squirm, to plead to dry
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Tired and red confirm by oath the death
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Tired and red to my last breath
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See the chair one thousand volts
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Invite to sit down
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With closed eyes and fettered limbs
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Contacts decorate an iron crown
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Overseer turns on the switch
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Small sparks squirt out my head
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High amperage my body shook
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In the claws of death
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Tired and red the ways I gonna die
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Tired and red squirm, to plead to dry
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Tired and red confirm by oath the death
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Tired and red to my last breath
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Tired And Red
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Sodom |