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I'm sick and tired of this masquerade I'm bored to death by the games we play for too long now it's been a charade don't wanna stay around to piss on your parade gotta get the hell outta here too late now to wrap me up in chains too late now to bite my tongue, to stop me stop me Raising Cain The chip on your shoulder is a monkey on my back you steal the glory, I'll take the flak can't stand your accusations, your recriminations it's time to jump this train cos we've crashed the station Letras de cancionesdon't wanna take this ride no more too late now to wrap me up in chains too late now to bite my tounge, to stop me stop me Raising Cain The gift of masque was like pearls before swine too late now to wrap me up in chains too late now to bite my tounge, to stop me stop me Raising Cain. From Letras Mania