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I wanna go back
to where I've never been before
I licked Gene's blood off the stage
just to see it was fake
I wanna live every single minute 'til the end
and you won't make me run
like the pigs from a gun
Hold on to the things
that made you what you are now
Hold on to your lies
Hold on, all the times you thought
you'd owned them all now
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
I wanna hold on
to everything that keeps me pleased
I brought Gene back upon the stage
but you said that it was fake
I duplicate everything I turned into gold
and you won't make me run
like the pigs from a gun
Let go of the things
that made you what you are now
Let go of your truth
Let go of your thoughts
that you're not part of all this
Let it go now, let it go
Let it go now, let it go
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