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[Verse 3]
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And the trenches are dug and the bones begin to shiver,
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The taste of war, so cold and bitter,
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And the human race is the face of the killer,
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And the cost of life is rarely considered.
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They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home,
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But tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun",
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And the curfew, won't allow you to roam, roam, roam,
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And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door
[Chorus 3]
Bb
Who is the killer (Woooh oh oh!)
Eb
Who is the killer (Woooh oh oh!)
Bb
Stone-cold killer (Woooh oh oh!)
Eb
Food for the trigger (Woooh oh ohh!)
Bb
Who is the killer (Woooh oh oh!)
Eb
Who is the killer (Woooh oh oh!)
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Stone-cold killer (Woooh oh oh!)