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We talked about making it
I’m sorry that you never made it
And it pains me just to hear you have to say it
You knew the game and played it
It kills to know that you have been defeated
I see the wires pulling while you’re breathing
You knew you had a reason
It killed you like diseases
I can hear it in your voice while your speaking you can’t be treated
Mr. Know-it-all had his reign and his fall
At least that’s what his brain is telling all
If he said help me kill the president
I’d say he needs medicine
Sick of screaming let us in
The wires got the best of him
All that he invested in goes
Straight to hell
Straight to hell
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Straight to hell
Straight to hell
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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