Through the fires of night The warrior feels the Start of the fight Through the light in your eyes The blackest cold Is brighter make it right, alright Through the mystery seam Theres cover fire by a haze In the purple rain Its black and white He only feels the pain Pain, pain Pain, pain Pain, pain The personalities Are never as they seem The music makes you scream Oh, oh The personalities Are never as they seem The music makes you scream Were back to fight the fleas Fight the fleas Like the stars at night We cant control The ones we have in sight But the ones we see Not always shine Much brighter Brilliantly Oh, opinions are insane For months and months You slave right down the drain Slain by the ones who are for free But the ones who pay They never are as vain pain Vain, Pain Vain, Pain Vain, Pain Vain, Pain The personalities Are never as they seem The music makes you scream Oh oh The personalities Are never as they seem The music makes you scream Were back to fight the fleas Fight the fleas The personalities Are never as they seem The music makes you scream Oh oh The personalities Are never as they seem The music makes you scream Im back to fight the fleas Fight the fleas Vain, Pain Vain, Pain Vain, Pain Vain, Pain Oh pain
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