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[ti:Digital Rasta] |
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[ar:Cabaret Voltaire] |
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[al:Micro-Phonies] |
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This could be the end of it all. |
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There's a woman in the woods behind you, |
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No time to step and crawl. |
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No time to tip-toe. |
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In this security work, you, I don't dig. |
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Shut down. |
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This could be the end of it all. |
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This could be the end of it all. |
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All you wanted, a view of your own. |
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Now awaiting, Judgement Day. |
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Flash past, the art escapes you. |
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Never there in black and white. |
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There's a lesson to be learned. |
| [01:16.55] |
Living on the words of others. |
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Selling something like you sell yourself. |
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Money in the bank, but you're under pressure. |
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This could be the end of it all. |
| [01:32.05] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [01:36.85] |
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There's a lesson to be learned. |
| [01:47.92] |
Living on the words of others. |
| [01:50.23] |
Selling something like you sell yourself. |
| [01:52.86] |
Money in the bank, but you're under pressure. |
| [01:58.09] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [02:03.59] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [02:08.43] |
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Power in the new line, call it strong. |
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Everything for positive reason. |
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Evil, comes too easy. |
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Never at a tender scratch. |
| [02:29.57] |
S on the side, but you're under pressure. |
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It's over, the worst behind you. |
| [02:53.45] |
No time to step and grow. |
| [02:56.04] |
No time to, tip-toe. |
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In your security, work, you, I don't dig. |
| [03:03.84] |
Shut down. Shut down. |
| [03:09.10] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [03:14.35] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [03:19.51] |
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| [03:22.04] |
There's a lesson to be learned. |
| [03:24.93] |
Living on the words of others. |
| [03:27.23] |
Selling something like you sell yourself. |
| [03:29.78] |
Money in the bank, but you're under pressure. |
| [03:35.36] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [03:40.50] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [03:44.46] |
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| [03:53.80] |
All you wanted, a view of your own. |
| [03:56.27] |
Now awaiting, Judgement Day. |
| [03:58.97] |
Flash past, the art escapes you. |
| [04:01.62] |
Never there in black and white. |
| [04:04.22] |
There's a lesson to be learned. |
| [04:06.50] |
Living on the words of others. |
| [04:09.21] |
Selling something like you sell yourself. |
| [04:11.71] |
Money in the bank, but you're under pressure. |
| [04:17.23] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [04:22.43] |
This could be the end of it all. |
| [04:27.34] |
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| [04:32.78] |
Power in the new line, call it strong. |
| [04:35.77] |
Everything for positive reason. |
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Evil, comes too easy. |
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Never at a tender touch. |
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S on the side. |
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This could be the end of it all. |
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This could be the end of it all. |
