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seems a million miles away inside this twisted mind thats warped in me the line advances into the onslaught in the end they may all be dead but me a bullet hits from the right side the tracers drop from hell reign down on me a head wound his brains come out all over me we all stand down Im accurate and im deadly trained assasin cold blood pours through me in the middle of fire fight I zero in and destroy all I see the rocket hits on the right side a tracers splash from hell reign down on me a dark room a head wound his brains come down all over me we all stand down I cant die with all their eyes on me must not move theres something wrong with me. From Letras Mania