| Coward, count your days before they fall away
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| Cos everyone can now see right through you
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| Somewhere along the line you lost all conviction, blurring the truth between
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| fact and fiction
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| Another promise you failed to deliver, your words they slip through the sinking
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| sand
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| To think I once called you friend, well I won’t make that mistake again
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| Just like an hour glass, your time is running out
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| You self-centred misguided fuck. |
| You thought we’d all sit so idly by,
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| well now you know
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| Save your breath, we’ve all heard it before
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| The lambs you lead to slaughter are now the wolves right at your door
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| And they’re baying for your blood
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| Wake up, wake up, it’s your move now. |
| Take the keys to your kingdom,
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| Coz I’ll always be the thorn in your crown
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| I guess it’s lonely at the top, when the only way is down
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| Let’s set the record straight, another lesson learnt, You set yourself alight
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| and watched your bridges burn
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| And I still can’t quite believe, that guilt isn’t one of your faculties
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| Again and again you never fail to surprise me, I hoped by now you’d have
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| realised
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| That if this isn’t enough I guess I’ll tell you straight
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| You can’t rewrite the past now you’ve sealed your fate
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| The odds are against you, so worm your way out of this one, coz we all know
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| Save your breath, we’ve all heard it before
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| The lambs you lead to slaughter are now the wolves right at your door
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| And they’re baying for your blood
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| Wake up, wake up, it’s your move now. |
| Take the keys to your kingdom,
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| Coz I’ll always be the thorn in your crown
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| I guess it’s lonely at the top, when the only way is down
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| Well now you know… |