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Put your fucking hands up

Why you even talkin all over that shit
I see 1-2 free people want to admit
A motherfuckin' killer on the way of his loose
Searchin' for someone
To give him his shoot

Now everybody's lookin' for someone to trust
In the nights you had with him
Damned get shot
Middle of his face
Locked in a cage
I put on the flames and these streets
The
Same!

This time
I want to take your hand and
Give a little bit shit face the same and
Look into the trouble of my thoughts too much
They will burn my heart
Until its dead with lust

Watch your back!
It's the only thing you have
When the day fades in black
You'll get some slap
This is the time only people like you
Thousands of words
But nothing is
True!

Get ready now
And explore yourself
Get ready now
Don't invent somehow

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I
Hear
You shout at my face
Yeah you shout at my face
So come
Close
To see it's just too late
Yeah to see it's just too late but-
You
Don't
Walk
You don't walk alone these streets
Whenever all the other people
Just around you will see
Around you will see so

I
Hear
You shout at my face
You shout at my face so
Come
Close
To see it's just too late
To see it's just to
Late!
Late!
Late!
Late!
Late!
Too late!

Blegh!
Uuuhhhggg Late!
Blegh!

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Writer(s): Daniel Rathgeber, Leon Wieczorek
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