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So take a fucking step back and see what this has reduced to Another bitter night spent bashing keys to tear each other down What have we got when the blood that ties spills onto these floors? The dawn of a new war You've run your mouth too fucking long I'd rather dies than listen to you You've got no game your time is up Your looking tired try something new You've got no fucking game bitch Try something new So quit running your fucking mouth Your killing no one but yourself GO! From Letras Mania