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When she first saw him in her blood she knew her role
He'd be king of the castle, she'd be the riches he stole
Some only wander through the empty rooms of their soul
Beneath the ashes of others to make 'em whole
She looks in his eyes when he brings out his gun
His uniform is open, he has a great Buzz arm
He says bitch dance with me, I'm sick of the sun
He shakes his money maker without the safety on
She tells herself don't ever act afraid
This is not how my debts will be paid
And she never wants his good time to fade
When the hatred starts to flash twilight from his blade
He holds his gun loose and free like it's a toy
Like an orchestra conductor who surrenders to the joy
He feels his destiny, he feels it like a boy
It's too important for anyone to destroy
So around and around they go on the rug by the bed
He's pulling out all his best moves, he is cool as Wonder Bread
And then the gun goes off and paints his face all red
When she was dancing with him, he was dancing with the dead
You can forget your shadow, you can forget your dream
But if you say the right words your uniform is clean
He loves those caps and glasses, he loves what they mean
They show the world that he is on the winning team
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