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I was shakin' at the recount
Of how far I'd go just to kill the time
We had on our hands
And how the righteous have a field day
Even though their judgement rarely fits the crime
When the hammer lands, the verdict stands
So I moved up through the front lines
Lightly armed with tracks from a Wax Museum
When the someone said
That our lives were so atrocious
You know we got so high we couldn't focus
On anything at all, I thought I heard the call
Oh no, no, no, no, no, it's so lonely
Moving in the dead of the night
Well, all right, so won't you lullabye me, baby
Just a little bit more
And talk about me, yeah
And talk about me, yeah
Preaches black mass and always warps the facts
Of life into an exposé
And trouble always follows when they come around
Willing and prepared to tear the whole world down
I'm acquainted with the riddle
Of the soul who lives squarely in the middle
Of life's greatest compromise
But the Legion Everlasting, I never thought
They'd slice me with their serpents' tongues
And the common creed, but they won't succeed, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, it's so lonely
Moving in the dead of the night
Well, all right, so won't you lullabye me, baby
Just a little bit more
And talk about me, yeah
And talk about me, yeah
And talk about me, yeah
