First Line
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Song Title
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Messenger of fear in sight
Dark deception kills the light
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The Thing That Should Not Be
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Hey, I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
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Sad But True
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If I could have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track?
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Frantic
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Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
Weak are ripped and torn away
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Battery
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Wish I may, wish I might
Have this I wish tonight
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King Nothing
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Like a siren in my head that always threatens to repeat
Like a blind man that is strapped into the speeding driver’s seat
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That Was Just Your Life
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We’re scanning the scene in the city tonight
We’re looking for you to start up a fight
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Seek & Destroy
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These are the eyes that can't see me
These are the hands that drop your trust
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Some Kind Of Monster
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My life suffocates
Planting seeds of hate
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Harvester Of Sorrow
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I’m gonna make you, shake you, take you
I’m gonna be the one who breaks you
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2 X 4
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You rise, you fall, you're down then you rise again
What don't kill you make you more strong
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Broken, Beat & Scarred
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Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
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The Memory Remains
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Don't go looking for snakes you might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun you might blind them
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Slither
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Suspicion is your name
Your honesty to blame
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The Shortest Straw
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In the name of desperation
In the name of wretched pain
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Hardwired
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Where do I take this pain of mine?
I run, but it stays right by my side
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Until It Sleeps
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Off through the new day's mist I run
Out from the new day's mist I have come
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Of Wolf And Man
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Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins
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Fixxxer
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Do unto others as they've done to you
But what the hell is this world coming to?
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Fight Fire With Fire
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No life till leather
We are gonna kick some ass tonight
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Hit The Lights
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All that is, was and will be
Universe much too big to see
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Through The Never
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Guilty as charged
But damn it, it ain't right
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Ride The Lightning
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Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
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Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
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Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
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For Whom The Bell Tolls
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