Tell me no secrets
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and ill tell you an lies
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the future has been twisted
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and rehearsed for its demise
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The warning lights are flashin'
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and their circlin' in the sky
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but no one feels the sinners blow
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it's right before their eyes
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The wicked watch their heroes
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with evil on their minds
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While reachin' out for heaven's gate
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there shots ring through the night
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Hellbent for thunder
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We're racin' with the time
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but no one knows which way to go
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and no one knows to try
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5 million reasons with 10 million pieces to go
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Wheelers and dealers with nothing but dreams of control
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I helieve, we're under the gun
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I heheec, we're under the gun
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Sold out to madness
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Prisoners of sadness
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I believe, we're under the gun
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We're under the gun
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In the land of milk and money
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the devil has his spies
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While workin' undercover
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they all keep a watchful eye
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Buildin' up their underworld
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their rotten to the bone
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Crossin' out the others
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while their sellin' out their own
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5 million reasons with 10 million pieces to go
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Wheelers and dealers with nothing but dreams of control
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I helieve, we're under the gun
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I heheec, we're under the gun
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Sold out to madness
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Prisoners of sadness
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I believe, we're under the gun
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We're under the gun
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5 million reasons with 10 million pieces to go
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Wheelers and dealers with nothing but dreams of control
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I helieve, we're under the gun
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I heheec, we're under the gun
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Sold out to madness
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Prisoners of sadness
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Sold out to madness
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Prisoners of sadness
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I believe, we're under the gun
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We're under the gun
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Under The Gun
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Doro Pesch |