Lyrics
It's Goin' Down Tonight
Not Runnin' From This Fight
The Line Is In The Sand
I'm Tired Of This Life
I'm Sick Of All The Strife
It's Time We Made A Stand
You Tell Me That I Can't
You Rave And Then You Rant
Bored With All Your Lies
I'm Rife With All The Pain
And There's Nothing Left To Gain
The Blood Is In My Eyes
And All Of Your Lies
Like Color To The Blind
Of This There Is No Doubt
Try To Control Me
A Puppet On A String
Now How's It Workin' Out?
Don't Point Your Lies At Me
I'm Not Too Blind To See
You're The One Abated
Put Down Your Sticks And Stones
And Just Leave Me Alone
This Won't Be Debated
My Tread Is On Your Back
So Don't Make Me Come Back
To Remind You Who Has Won
Wipe That Smile Off Your Face
And Get Back In Your Place
And Now The Lesson's Done
And All Of Your Lies
Like Color To The Blind
Of This There Is No Doubt
Try To Control Me
A Puppet On A String
Now How's It Workin' Out?
My Enemy Thinks He Knows Me
Thinks He Knows Me So Well
But If You're Asking Me
It's Plain To See
That He Should Just Run On Back To Hell
And All Of Your Lies
Just Color To The Blind
Of This There Is No Doubt
Try To Control Me
A Puppet On A String
Now How's It Workin' Out?
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