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I see houses
rows and rows of red bricks
I see black cars
some blood-stained exit.
I get this feeling that I,
I've been here before
how many lives will I waste
how many tears must I taste before my freedom
ohh ohh ohh
before my freedom
ohh ohh ohhhh
I see mountains
blood red sunsets
I see a million storms
love getting in between.
I get this feeling that I,
I've been here before
how many lives will I waste
how many tears must I taste before my freedom
ohh ohh ohh
before my freedom
ohh ohh ohhhh
I won't be late, I won't be late.
I won't be late, I won't be late noooo
mmmmmmm
(I won't be late)
I won't be late, I won't be late.
I get this feeling that I,
I've been here before
how many lives will I waste
how many tears must I taste before my freedom
ohh ohh ohh
I get this feeling that I,
I've been here before
How many lives will I waste
How many tears must I taste before my freedom
ohh ohh ohh
Murder,
Trouble and strife
Turning me into another guy.
Murder,
Trouble and strife
Turning me into another guy.
Murder,
Trouble and strife
Turning me into another guy.
Don't be late, don't be late (x2)
When I call
When I call you up (x2)