Il testo della On the last day of the decade

A man picks up his shotgun
On the last day of the decade.
What a cruel way to celebrate.

No doors, no walls could keep her safe.
He would find her anyway.
Hide and seek she must have known the game.

Tons of hatred fists and bombs
Liters of blood and tears.
I've spelled the headline
For this new year's eve.

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And lives and beat themselves
All of them were lost in vain.
You think it's much to hire (?) a price to pay.

We all have talked to (???)
To see the violence being (??)

Over the darkness he would rise.

For all those who
Didn't celebrate
The last day
Of the decade.
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Ahaahhh, ahhhhh, ahhh.

For all those who
Didn't celebrate
The last day a man picks up his shotgun,
Of the decade. on the last day of the decade.
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