4.Gasoline
eye to eye
face to face
soul to soul
blow by blow
piece by piece
you get the picture
beat by beat
starting to make sense
step by step
you're getting closer
inch by inch
slowly sinking in
and you ache
and you bleed
can't talk you can't sleep
know who you are
don't conform anymore
burn the bridge
stall the machine
cut those ties
come kiss the guillotine
blow your mind
break the routine
leave everything behind
come taste the gasoline
row by row
side by side
round by round
a field of killing
six feet down
without hands
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