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Letras:The Prize Fighter Inferno. My Brother's Blood Machine. 78.

Have you heard
Of the word on the street?
You?ve been walking down
Save yourself, my friend

Life is a world we never knew and
Help yourself free of this sin
I?ve been here waiting
Your boy is

I don?t want to love you anymore
Don?t want to love you

Have you learned
From the herd
That you?ve gone and mingled with?
Help will not come round

Bite yourself with hope to break the
Skin and bone that keep you here
This is my world as I see fit
As you will not live

I don?t want to love you anymore
Don?t want to love you
I don?t want to love you anymore
Don?t want to love you

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here
Here they come, my dear
If the worst comes knocking, you better stay clear

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here
Here they come, my dear
Here they, here they come

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here
Here they come, my dear
If the worst comes knocking, you better stay clear

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here
Here they come, my dear
Here they, here they come

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here
Here they come, my dear
If the worst comes knocking, you better stay clear

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here
Here they come, my dear
Here they, here they come

Here they come, my dear
Last chance, piggy, there?s nobody in here

The Prize Fighter Inferno
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