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Text: Emery. The Question. The Weakest.

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Point the gun (in your way)
Just pretend that it is time (it is time)
Say the word and I will fire
Sometimes I get so tired
of their lies (it never stops)
It's worth more than my life
Say the word and I will die

There's no peaceful for passing of this new sickness
That I have introduced
To everyone around me saying
That I'm the cause of all their crime
And when they're drunk
I pour the wine

Lets leave this place
and say that we escaped
Well say that there's no difference between right and wrong tonight
We'll leave no trace of plans that we have made
So they can't find us
And take what is ours

Point the gun (in your way)
Just pretend that it is time (it is time)
Say the word and I will fire

Take me far from
This less than perfect design
My contributions only go so far
Without monetary gain for my part.

Lets leave this place
and say that we escaped
Well say that there's no difference between right and wrong tonight
We'll leave no trace of plans that we have made
So they can't find us
And take what is ours

Running with the scissors pointed at your heart from your hand
Is that your plan?
I don't have time for questions concerning your future position

Lets leave this place
and say that we escaped
Well say that there's no difference between right and wrong tonight
We'll leave no trace of plans that we have made
So they can't find us
And take what is ours (take what is ours)

Put on your coat (it's time to go [x2])
Decemary is what i want
Taking every inch too
Loosing pressure is not a choice
When im running with you
Giving up the fight
I could never stop
It is dedication
My gift to you