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Grind, grind, grind your knuckles to the boneThere's hardly nothing left to bag up and ship homeDig, dig, dig and try to not get hurtIf you don't finish dinner you won't get no dessertPush, push, push while you're always running lateThe future don't ask why and it sure as hell won't waitSo run, run, run, run as far as you canGood luck will turn around just as fast as it beganBlack out - Access deniedBy any means conquer and divideBlack out - No compromiseGods will die when super stars collideFreedom divided by zero, all hail the King of noneAngel, winner and hero, dead thy will be doneSuck, suck, suck, swallow and smileAs long as you fit in, it makes it all worth whileCome on, come on, how low can you goYou don't need any other reason than because I fucking say soBlack out - Access deniedBy any means conquer and divideBlack out - No compromiseGods will die when super stars collide From Letras Mania