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I can hear the rumble comin' from the sky
I can see the train comin' straight down the line
I can taste the venom in the air tonight
I can feel my bones fillin' up with fire.
Oh...
Fillin' up with fire.
Ain't no fingers crossed on my helpin' hand
Ain't no kind of saint, but I do what I can
Ain't the kind to go and draw a line in the sand
But your spit in my eye made me a dangerous man.
Oh...
Oh...
Hey...
I ain't no killer, I ain't no victim
Ain't on the bankroll of any politician, no
Ain't no canary singing from a coal mine
But I got both fists clenched if you're lookin' for a fight.
I pray with one eye open that the levee don't break
The water don't rise and the earth don't shake
That a bridge can be built over all that wake
That we ain't too gone, ain't too late.
Oh...
Oh...
Hey...
I ain't no killer, I ain't no victim
Ain't on the bankroll of any politician, no...
Ain't no canary singing from a coal mine
But I got both fists clenched if you're lookin' for a fight, yeah...
Oh...
Oh...
Hey...
I ain't no killer, I ain't no victim
Ain't on the bankroll of any politician, no...
Ain't no canary singing from a coal mine
But I got both fists clenched if you're lookin' for a fight, yeah...
Both fists clenched if you're lookin' for a fight, yeah...
If you're lookin' for a fight, yeah...
Got both fists clenched, yeah...
If you're lookin' for a fight, yeah...
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