| Wheels around me, awaken from the phone
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| A voice, deathly, hurts me to the bone
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| A force of darkness, led by demons hands
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| The head, the chief, end of dreamlands
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| I want to listen to some sirens in the night
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| I’m going to prepare me, soul becomes a light
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| Trashing members of my past — reflecting shadows of the last
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| In the night, needle bight
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| Right, in front, the bastards coming down
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| Number, plate, the pest is my town
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| Stiff, fat, an ignorant stupid mob
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| Smug, people, the slit swims on top
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| I want to listen to some sirens in the night
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| I’m going to prepare me, soul becomes a light
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| Trashing members of my past — reflecting shadows of the last
|
| In the night, needle bight
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| Wheels around me, awaken from the phone
|
| A voice, deathly, hurts me to the bone
|
| A force of darkness, led by demons hands
|
| The head, the chief, end of dreamlands
|
| I want to listen to some sirens in the night
|
| I’m going to prepare me, soul becomes a light
|
| Trashing members of my past — reflecting shadows of the last
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| In the night, needle bight |