Lie, when you face the crowd
Lie, ’cause they love the sound
Your move, when I lose everything I can lose
You feed my defeat
Taste my blood
Does it will you up?
And when I’m empty, have you had enough?
It’s your move, when I lose everything I can lose
You feed my defeat
It’s your move, when I leave everthing up to you
Honestly I’m not the same
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