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Tremors running through my veins
Chills are driving me insane
Biting snares, there's no time to waste
Everybody's in, let's start the chase

CHORUS:
Always smoke, fire and blast, cold steel and red hot lead
Like a bullet from a gun, ready to fire it on

Not to realize we spin the dice
Chasing our tails wuth eager eyes
Snapping bands across my wrists
Returning scars that still exist

CHORUS

Do what's right 'til you reach the line
Failure can and will lead to demise
So listen to the drunkard's tale
For a deep slumber in your grave

CHORUS

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