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Hey You
02:30
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Spook in the back, bug in my head
The suit a prop, probably dead
Now on the run, deep in the blame
I had a code, I didn't need a name
Now the only hand left I can see
Is pointing straight, straight to the grave
That is calling for me
Hey You
Dog on the hunt, close to me now
Picked up my scent, I don't know how
The charge is fake, born in a box
Siren a decoy, loud and lost
Now the only sound left I can hear
Is the sound buried deep in the ground
That is calling me near
Yeah it's calling me near
Hey You
Now the only hand left I can see
Holds the coldest, oldest truth I didn't wanna believe
Oh I didn't wanna believe
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White Rabbit
02:57
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