You stand up straight and you can fake a smile
No signs are shown as you complete your wile
Inside your den you hide and go all out
Your fantasies turn more and more to vile
Your days are numbered, so die another day
Wake from your slumber, there's hell to pay
You have no limits, they're all wiped out
No boundaries are clear, you just press on
No second thoughts as you just stalk your prey
No understanding for their clear dismay
Your days are numbered, so die another day
Wake from your slumber, cause there is hell to pay
Your days are numbered...
Your days are numbered...
Your days are numbered!

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