I see that face in the mirror
and I think I can’t stand it
you’re wounds are open
and you’ve lost your selfrespect
is this hell or is this heaven
made of sand that’s gone with one blow
in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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feelin’ guilty is such as common
as grass, it’s growin’ everywhere
and only dies when there’s no rain
and rain is food for livin’, food for livin’
in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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the game, the game, the game
I’m a slave of myself
in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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in a minute i’ll be there and watch you
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