Paint me up, I am your voodoo doll
Throw me up against the wall
Cut me up, dust me off again
'Cause I am ready to crawl
I can't see this image of me
I might be something bigger than me
Stick to your guns or stick your guns in the ground
We're never going down
These darkest days, outcast by shadows past
Silhouette of wither and decay
My dying wish, to make some sense of this
But lately I've got nothing to say
I can't see this image of me
I might be something bigger than me
Stick to your guns or stick your guns in the ground
We're never going down

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