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I've got a stranglehold on this decision All those opposed can rot in hell Any day now the words will form a sentence You'll be reduced to nothingness I've got a stranglehold on this decision All those opposed can rot in hell Any day now the words will form a sentence You'll be reduced to nothingness Wading through this mess together hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder Some may stumble, some may fall behind Letras de canciones Well it's high time we stepped outside drop the gloves and settle this like a man Well we might stomp and hem and haw we might not fight but we won't walk away no we won't walk away Wading through this mess together hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder Some may stumble, some may fall behind From Letras Mania