Caught in the middle of forty two
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It was a fact, a number, a written word
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A piece of my mind is it half or all
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The guns shot off my head
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To give me what I deserve, what I deserve
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A scream out the terms
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These are the words of my persistence
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I swirl to see you and find I do
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The arrows burst my skin to show what is left of me
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And give me what I deserve, what I deserve
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The bed of nails cuts
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Don't leave, don't jump on me
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The bed of nails cuts
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Don't leave, don't jump on me
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The bed of nails cuts
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Cuts!
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The trains rolling down the tracks
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I'm wailing the twelve bar blues
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Keep on the right track
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Keep on the right track
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I was never the same, never the same
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Give me what I deserve, what I deserve
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To show what is left of me
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Give me what I deserve
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The bed of nails cuts
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We don't need this culture clubbing
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The bed of nails cuts
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We don't need this culture clubbing
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The bed of nails cuts cuts cuts
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A scream out the terms
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These are the words of my persistence
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I swirl to see you and find I do
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The trains rolling down the tracks
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I'm wailing the twelve bar blues
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Keep on the right track
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Keep on the right track
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I was never the same, never the same
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Give me what I deserve, what I deserve
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To show what is left of me
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The bed of nails cuts
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We don't need this culture clubbing
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The bed of nails cuts
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We don't need this culture clubbing
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The bed of nails cuts cuts cuts
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To find my own voice, to find my own voice
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In the way, in the way
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Cuts cuts cuts
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Cuts cuts cuts
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Cuts cuts cuts
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Cuts!
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Deserve
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The Wolfgang Press |