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 in here before
How many lives will I waste?
How many tears must I taste?
Before my freedom
Before my freedom

I see mountains
Blood-red sunsets
I see a billion stars
Love deafened and betrayed

I get this feeling that I
I've been in here before
How many lives will I waste?
How many tears must I taste?
Before my freedom
Before my freedom

I won't be late, won't be late
I won't be late, won't be late

I get this feeling that I
I've been in here before
How many lives will I waste?
How many tears must I taste?
Before my freedom

I get this feeling that I
I've been in here before
How many lives will I waste?
How many tears must I taste?
Before my freedom

It's just
This murder
Trouble and strife
Turning me
Into another guy
It's just murder
Trouble and strife
Turning me into another guy

Oh

Don't be late
Don't be late
Don't be late
When I call you up

Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh
Oh-my, my,my, my
My, my, my, aaah

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