Man of the Hour
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Get up!

You think you've beat me

I think you've gone and lost your mind

You'll try to lead me

To a place where I can hide

You've been out of sight but out of line

I promise you, I'll take my time

Your shining eyes, my blood-shot mind

Your darkest place, my peace of mind 

I hope you hate the thought of me

With less to hide and more to grieve

You think you have me

Right where you want me to be

You'll tighten the belt

And cut these strings off me

I've walked these streets of gold and gone to hell and back

With my hands around your throat there is no going back

Your shining eyes, my blood-shot mind

Your darkest place, my peace of mind

I hope you hate the thought of me

With less to hide and more the grieve

You think this is over

You think you've won

It's never over

We've only just begun

Wake Up

Come On

Your shining eyes, my blood-shot mind

Your darkest place, my peace of mind

I hope you hate the thought of me

With less to hide and more to grieve 

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