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If you want to open the hole Just put your head down and go Step beside the piece of circumstance Got to wash away the taste of evidence Wash it away (Evidence...got a taste of evidence) I didn't feel a thing It didn't mean a thing Look in the eye and testify; I didn't feel a thing Anything you say, we know you're guilty Hands above your head and you won't even feel me You won't feel me From Letras Mania