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Aug 2013
Raise me up
Drop me dead
These are the games
You play with my head
Make me high
Shoot me down
My head it spins
Round and round
One second a king
Next in the slums
My hearts beating
A pounding drum
Adrenaline rushes
My chest's rise
Now im in power
Nowhere to hide
Vengeance is sweet
Blood is thick
Pinned to the table
Tease with a lick
Now you scream
Now you moan
Revenge is a dish
Best served cold
Written by
Jonothan Lewis
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