| Step into the street, all your nerves are shaking
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| Look over your shoulder
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| Better use your feet or you ain’t gonna make it
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| It’s getting colder
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| Better get it over now, better show your hand
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| Tell the world a good word, catch me if you can
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| Better face it all now, show 'em what you need
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| Let 'em come, let 'em come, teach them how to bleed
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| Running down the road, chase your nervous breakdown
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| Everybody screaming
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| Better think in code, might just be a shakedown
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| You might be dreaming
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| Better get it on now, better show your face
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| Speak the name of Judas, caught up in the race
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| Better to be faithful, to your destiny
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| Let them run, let them run, teach them how to bleed
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| Hey!
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| Going out your mind, all your life is changing
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| Better watch your back now
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| Why are you afraid, nobody explaining
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| Running with the pack now
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| Better you get out of town; |
| nothing left to lose
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| Nobody around now, no one to accuse
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| It’s the final act now, time for us to leave
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| Eat the sun, eat the gun, teach them how to bleed
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| Give the people what they want, blood and death and guts
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| People so predictable, drive you fucking nuts
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| Fall upon your sword now, nothing up your sleeve
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| Let them see, let 'em be, teach them how to bleed |