1,000 hungry dog eat dogers
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Plus one middle aged worker
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And a million more out for your neck
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Make way wild fire
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Spills like blood
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On the door step of establishment
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Make way
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Wild fire
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Your lack of skills
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Result in a lack of possibility
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And lead to the number stamped on you head
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And still my feet walk through your door
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Do I want to?
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Can I say?
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Will you listen?
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It's falling down
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<font size=1>Thanks to <b>a scar in the sky ([email protected])</b> for these lyrics</font>
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Flesh Eating 9 to 5 Virus
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| Whatever It Takes |
