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Program the Dead - Point the Finger lyrics
I never said I was a prophet I never said I could stop it I wasn't sent here to steal the fear from your heart God knows I didn't fall from heaven He wouldn't know me He wouldn't recognize my face Drop your things and start to run with me So far away from this explosion They say there is a difference In this battle between villains Killing the youth Fight the unborn To save the unwilling What a thoughtless cause No pain could make peace Do believe me when I say I don't believe I don't believe I've got this feeling that it's all coming down soon Along with the ceiling I'm bouncing off the walls I'm in this one room apartment Tearing my eyes out No motivation at all Nothing to start with I don't believe Drop your things and start to run with me So far away from this explosion Drop your things and run away with me Making fine out of finally. |
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