You blacken me, and then you walk away.
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In a pool of blood.
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You attack me like lions would.
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Sinking in this water, the dirt in mouth makes mud.
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I have no strength left to undo what they have done.
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We bet on nothing, a losing horses head.
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We kept on cutting till you ripped me to shreds.
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With friends like these, I don't need friends at all.
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With friends like these, you vultures, you cowards.
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Oh my, my, how you have grown into a bunch of backstabbing murderers.
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Well first you caught me out and then you took me down.
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We know all about you.
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You are our friends now.
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Monumental people living monumental lives.
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We are monumental people living in monumental times.
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Oh, you were so devilish.
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Devilish you were, Oh No.
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The Death Of...
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Secret Lives Of The Freemasons |