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Want it, feel it
Is what you say
Our turn, our turn
Fuck you and all your games
Who'd have ever thought you would beg for death
To take the pain
Recently corruption in your mind will shut you down
Want it, feel it
Take what you gave
My turn, my turn
Wasn't born to be your slave
Tonight
When we ride
It is such a relief to get outside
When we ride
It is such a relief to get outside
When we ride
It is such a
When we ride
It is such a
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