| I never thought I’d be a killer
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| Cause there’s so much to lose
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| But if I can’t drink the water
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| What else can I do?
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| And although the axe is heavy
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| It just sits in my hands
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| While you’re changing like the current
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| Not a shore on land
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| Every time I try to bring it down
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| You always turn my head around
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| Make up your mind
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| Let me leave or let me love you
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| While you’ve been saving your neck
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| I’ve been breaking mine for ya'
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| The power is on, the guillotine hums
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| My back’s to the wall — go on, let it fall
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| Make up your mind
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| Before I make it up for you
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| I never thought that I’d be facing
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| A sea that’s bluer than the tide
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| Now my knees are shaking
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| And I can’t look in your eyes
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| But if you’re gonna make me do it
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| How’d you want it done?
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| Is it best to sip it slowly
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| Or drink it down in one?
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| Every time I try to bring it down
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| You always turn my head around
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| Make up your mind
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| Let me leave or let me love you
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| While you’ve been saving your neck
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| I’ve been breaking mine for ya'
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| The power is on, the guillotine hums
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| My back’s to the wall — go on, let it fall
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| Make up your mind
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| Before I make it up for you
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| The executioner’s within me
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| And he comes blindfold ready
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| Sword in hand
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| And arms so steady
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| Every time I try to bring it down
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| You always turn my head around
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| But every time I try to bring it down
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| You always turn my head around
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| Make up your mind
|
| Let me leave or let me love you
|
| While you’ve been saving your neck
|
| I’ve been breaking mine for ya'
|
| The power is on, the guillotine hums
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| My back’s to the wall — go on, let it fall
|
| Make up your mind
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| Before I make it up for you
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| Make up your mind
|
| Let me leave or let me love you
|
| While you’ve been saving your neck
|
| I’ve been breaking mine for ya'
|
| The power is on, the guillotine hums
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| My back’s to the wall — go on, let it fall
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| Make up your mind
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| Before I make it up for you |