I'm bleeding from my head
Gulping a glass of lead
Ten thousand men strong
Can't differ right or wrong
I'm spinning like a hurricane
I think I'm going insane
Heart beating in Morse code
Bomb's about to explode
Just burn, burn, burn them down
Is that a dead man in my bed?
Is that raw meat in my bread?
I'm seeing in different color
As the room is getting smaller
Oh they're laughing at my suffering
I'm strangled by these strings
Just burn, burn, burn them down

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