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Red Tape - The Waltz lyrics
Let me count the ways Yo subside the desperate Choose your poison There's burglary There's shaking hands Forfeit this game and either way They'll find you in an early grave Brainwashed and glued to your tv This all seems wired To self destruct under you Do you really wanna live the rat race I think it's time for a change of pace Let's build an arsenal of bombs Gotta cut some throat Gotta blow some fire Gotta roll and conquer this Nowhere safe under the sun This is the way of the gun Bow your face to the rising sun This is the way of the gun And the songs they sing will leave you dead They glorify your doom That's not to say i can't relate I take my chances just the same And walk alone among the enemy These scars bleed wine The taste of pain frightens you Gotta deal with steel when you play Never know who you'll meet on the street Beware of owner Live long Step off Gotta keep the peace cuz there no police Gotta roll and conquer this Disciples There's no reward falling asleep running Disciples You got a hole in your head the size of oakland We can dance Sew me up in fracture We can dance Unto this land we raise the sword Don't get sore it's business The vision reigns Armor piercing Not withstanding Flies straight through your head And the songs they sing will leave you dead Don't ever waste reprisal |
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