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Cold blooded,
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Ice in my veins.
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Cold blooded,
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Ice in my veins.
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Ice in my veins.
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Spit in your face, another worthless liar.
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I know your kind.
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Save me the smile, you're just a cut-throat bastard.
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I read your mind.
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Nothing without the victim that you feed on.
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Everyone knows you're just a parasite.
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What can you do after you've killed it slowly?
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Where can you go after you bled it dry?
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For now I'll let you believe,
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I let you get to me.
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Aren't you in for a shock,
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You stupid motherfucker?
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You'll get what you deserve,
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A victim of your own game.
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You're already dead to me,
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Your turn to get played.
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Now I'm cold blooded,
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I've got ice in my veins.
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Now I'm cold blooded,
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Just disengaged.
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Having control - the only validation
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You constantly need.
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Power to you becomes intoxication
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On which you feed.
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Spewing your lies and your manipulation,
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Playing with lives to you is just a game.
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Being around you makes me fear that you might
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Get on my skin and then contaminate.
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For now I'll let you believe,
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I let you get to me.
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(You don't even see it coming, do you?)
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You'll get what you deserve,
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A victim of your own game.
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You're already dead to me,
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Your turn to get played.
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Now I'm cold blooded,
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I've got ice in my veins.
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Now I'm cold blooded,
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Just disengaged.
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Your face just serves to remind
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Everything that I don't want to be.
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Guess my mind was made up long ago,
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You won't get one thing more from me!
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Now I'm cold blooded,
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I've got ice in my veins.
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Now I'm cold blooded,
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Just disengaged.
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Cold blooded.
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Ice in my veins.
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Nothing without the victim that you feed on.
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Everyone knows you're just a parasite.
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Cold blooded.
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Ice in my veins.
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Nothing without the victim that you feed on.
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Everyone knows you're just a parasite.
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Cold blooded.
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Ice in my veins.
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Nothing without the victim that you feed on.
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Everyone knows you're just a parasite.
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Cold blooded.
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Ice in my veins.
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Nothing without the victim that you feed on.
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Everyone knows you're just a parasite.
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Cold blooded.
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Ice in my veins.
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__________________
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Name Cold Blooded
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Artist Damageplan
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Album New Found Power
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Original text by Darrell Lance Abbott, Patrick A. Lachman,
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Vincent Paul Abbott
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Copyright Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
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