eyes like a search light at night, aimed at the sky...
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there ain't no doubt, they'll shoot you out, for what you're about, dodging these bullets they aim for you...
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you've been invited to fight in this long secret war, buyer beware, there's people out there, they don't really care... holding a mailbomb addressed to you...
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you could never kill
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what never dies with your little lies, come on...
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fools think they control some peoples lives with their little lies, they're wrong...
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voices, footsteps, shadows they follow you home...
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you'll hear the sound of men underground standing around, holding a shovel to bury you...
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you've been invited to tear down this locked secret door...
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there ain't no doubt they'll take you out and all you're about...
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dodging these daggers they throw at you...
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you could never kill
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what never dies with your little lies, come on...
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fools think they control some peoples lives with their little lies, they're wrong...
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you could never kill what never dies with your little lies, come on
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fools think they control some peoples lives with their little lies, they're wrong...
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some don't want to see you win...
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some don't want to see you fly...
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some don't want to see you live...
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they just want to see you...
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you could never kill
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what never dies with your little lies, come on...
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fools think they control some peoples lives with their little lies, they're wrong
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you could never kill
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what never dies with your little lies, come on
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fools think they control some peoples lives with their little lies, they're wrong
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What Never Dies
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