There's a room around a man
His eyes are gleaming, his arms around me.
One hand in my hari, the other on a gun, and you look scared.
"Back off or someone'll die, Back off or someone'll die"
"Back off or someone'll die, Back off or someone'll die"
He drags me down the hall
I'm falling up a flight of stairs
"Back off or someone'll die, Back off or someone'll die"
He's a pretty little girl
And talking him down is like making it rain
When all I've got is hurt or hurtful
I don't feel like sharing
It doesn't mean that I don't care
Maybe I should have when i had the strength
A winner never stuck with anything he couldn't do
What is my way to heaven?
"Back off or someone'll die"
"Back off or someone'll die"
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