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THEORY OF A DEADMAN lyrics : "Above This"


They try to kill the president
They try to put a shiny bullet in his head

He leave a resident
He couldn't pay the bill and wound up dead



I am not above this
Who put these thoughts in my head, in my head?

I could grow to love this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?


They want to know where the money went
They'll break a bone for every dime you spent
They'll cut your throat for the hell of it

They're going to cover you in wet cement

I am not above this

Who put these thoughts in my head, in my head?
I could grow to love this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?


With lives in his hands
I see why he loves this

He thinks he's a god
Not even God is above this
Now you see why I couldn't love this


I am not above this
Who put these thoughts in my head, in my head?

I am not above this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?
I could grow to love this

Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?




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