Get up!

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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

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You've been out of sight but out of line

I promise you, I'll take my time

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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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You think you have me

Right where you want me to be

You'll tighten the belt

And cut these strings off me

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

With my hands around your throat there is no going back

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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

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You think this is over

You think you've won

It's never over

We've only just begun

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Wake Up

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Come On

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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