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It's too late, now.
You wake up, every morning
Make coffee, 'cause you gotta get going
Every morning, like it's never ending
That'll drive a man psychotic
You lurk the streets, at night
In search of a fight
You keep a dagger in your pocket
In hope to stab her, where her heart beats
Stab her, stab her, stab her where her
Stab her, hope to stab her, where her heart beats
Stab her, stab her, stab her where her
Stab her, hope to stab her, where her heart beats
Tears gush down your face, and
You drop down to the floor, man
You thought you could out smart them
Now you're in your own asylum
You fucked up man, serve your sentence
You're fucked up man, learn your purpose
You're lucky as man that you are where you are
Instead of rotting, in a filthy cell
Stab her, stab her, stab her where her
Stab her, hope to stab her, where her heart beats
Stab her, stab her, stab her where her
Stab her, hope to stab her, where her heart beats
The voices in your head sent you mad, are you glad?
The people in your mind, who you see with your eyes
Are really a fragment of your imagination
And now you've stabbed her where her heart beats
You watch her fall down, limp
You've just fucked up, big
I could not even conceive that you could free
This hideous monster, you can be
(Tears g-g-g-g down your fa-fa-ce-ce-e-a)
(Drop d-d-d-d to the flor-flo, m-a-a-a)
(Thought you-ou-u-u could out smar-art the-th-th-th)
(You're i-i-i-i rown-own a-a-a)
You fucked up man, serve your sentence
You're fucked up man, learn your purpose
You're lucky as man that you are where you are
Instead of rotting, in a filthy cell

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