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You spend money
Like it's going out of business
Superstition ain't none of my business
Let me tell you I don't want you around
I can see your lies and deception
Now I know you were never my friend
One more knife stuck in my back
I'll tell you something so let's not pretend

Then comes the day,
The day we were all afraid of
Just another way of killing
Everything we have
That would drive you mad

You hear me scream from the top of the hill
Here comes a dead man walking
You hear me scream from the top of the hill
Here in the House of Lies

You tell stories 'bout being mistreated
Nobody here points the finger of blame
You made your bed now go lie down in it
I hope you're happy
But I can't say the same
A fool and money are easily parted
You told me that a long time ago
One more shot from the hip and it's all good
Sit back get on with the show

Then comes the day,
The day we were all afraid of
Just another way of killing
Everything we have
Don't it make you sad

You hear me scream from the top of the hill
Here comes a dead man walking
You hear me scream from the top of the hill
Here in the House of Lies

Then comes the day,
The day we were all afraid of
Just another way of killing
Everything we have
Don't it drive you mad

You hear me scream from the top of the hill
Here comes a dead man walking
You hear me scream from the top of the hill
Here in the House of Lies

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